there is
permanent grace
stained
on your worst mistakes
when the whole of you
ached
that you gave in
again.
& there is
permanent grace
stained
on your best days
when you thought
you had it all right.
there is permanent grace
stained
underneath the clouds
& inside hospital waiting rooms
& all around summer days
& behind bedroom doors
where newborns are sung over
& only God & His angels
are there to hear it.
there is permanent grace,
stained
on every single petal
& inside every single breath
& maybe
the bravest thing
we can do is
believe that
we are taken care of.
believe that
because of the cross
when His blood & grace
poured itself out
on our record of debt,
it stained it.
permanent grace.
how beautiful it is
that
all has been taken care of.
Article Written by: Bethany Kuiken
