Some days I rest in you better than any sleep number bed.
On other days you are more slippery to me than any oil spill in the ocean.
I try to get a hold on you, but my fingers cannot grasp a drop that gets swept away by the waves.
When the trials of life and the way I’ve fallen screams that I am not worthy of you.
Sometimes you embrace me so gently and allow me the pleasure of your company.
Then when I think I finally have a hold on you for certain,
I slip and fall again and I cannot find you.
However I am so thankful for the company of friends you bring with you.
That Mercy never ceases to amaze me when she shows her face
That Redemption reminds me that I just have to open my eyes to find you
I want to say thank you for always being a present well.
No matter where I am or no matter what I’ve done.
I want to thank God for you. For the well of you.
One so deep that never runs dry.
That fills and pours forth every day from His Presence.
So I stand cleansed from the stains and from humiliation and shame.
You are beautiful. You make me beautiful.
A Million Billion Times Thank You With Eyes Wide Open,
Beloved I wanted to share this song a reader once shared with me. Do you know a song about grace? Share it here in the comments. I would love to hear it.
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Really y’all I’m just another Samaritan woman seeking living water and pouring out where I see need for encouragement. I am 48, mother to four girls ages 16-26, Gigi to the most handsome 2-year-old little boy, Fibromyalgia warrior, minister, writer, and a lifetime learner.
I am writing my first book, slowly but surely, six chapters in, as our blessed first love has called me to share His glory in my story. I feel lost in that familiar desert place, and thankful for the manna that is there miraculously every day. I am overcoming hour by hour the condemning voices of the enemy and learning to love myself. It has been an arduous journey. This wordsmith journey, but so worth it.
I became a licensed minister in 2010. However, I do not currently work in the ministry. I share Christ's love through devotional blogging. I have a degree in Church Ministry, was pursuing my degree in Christian Care and Counseling at Oral Roberts University, but now am pursuing Life Coaching, and Neurolinguistic Programming Master Practioner Certifications and a business license.
I am a certified women’s biblical counselor through the Extraordinary Women's program at Light University. I am working on their Addiction and Recovery program now too. Yes, I am a glutton for punishment with a wealth of life experiences with which I can minister comfort to others. I'm a lover of a good book, writing, singing, and music, and my nemesis is the perpetual laundry pile. Blessings to you and yours, <3Melinda
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3 thoughts on “Dear Grace: A Letter of Thanksgiving”
Melinda, this is beautiful! It completely captures the essence of grace. Thank you for sharing.
What a beautiful poem reflecting God’s mercy, love and grace! Linked up with you at Faith Barista — hope you’ll stop by Saved by Grace for a visit!
Beautiful! Such a tender expression of the struggle so many of us have with receiving grace that God extends to each and every one of us. We have to ask and receive. Some days that’s easy and some days it’s the hardest thing to do. Love this!