I’m weary of my one word.
I’m tired of counting gifts.
Second chance slogans do nothing but market a brand.
There is only this moment and it’s need for mercy.
Where is the grace in this moment?
Where are the mercies made new?
The sky grows pale
When does hope prevail
And dreams reignite in You?
Father, you know that I am thankful for the gift of each day.
But I hate what happens on some of them.
There is only my heart and my need for mercy…