Enter: GRACE . . .

 



On some mornings when I wake up, I would like to turn over and go back to sleep. On one such morning this week, this little rhyme popped up in my head:

When morning arrives and the sun is in sight,
I could reflect on the distress of the night.

How would rehearsing my miseries and failures
Affect my feelings, my thoughts, my behaviors?

Would this help me gain confidence, grow in faith?
Would it help me avoid my usual mistake?

For me the usual mistake would have been to roll over and go back to sleep, focusing on my stiff and sore muscles. Instead, I promptly got up.  During breakfast, I chose not to complain about the “distress of the night” (which did not actually amount to much) but to share my little poem.  It made for a happy and relaxed breakfast time.  

Being senior citizens, we could both find ways to complain about the adjustments that we need to make in everyday life. Would focusing on our present puny miseries and past failures help us to finish this life well? Of course not! We want to finish well. Don’t you?


To finish well I must not dwell
On how I failed “to make the grade”,

Instead, remember who it is
That forgives and gives me aid.

To finish well, I must change my pace
To myself and others, “Enter: Grace”!


Enter: GRACE

It’s not lost to you, God—
All that data of mine;
My hard drive crashed,
But your memory is just fine.

Every word from my mouth,
Every thought in my head,
Every action I have taken,
With your scanner, you have read.

And you’ve stored everything
On your disc in the sky;
But my sins you’ve deleted,
For that, I gratefully sigh.

If you made hard copies
Of every foolish error
And gave them out to friends of mine
I truly would despair.

God, please look over
The spreadsheets in my mind;
Edit them with truthfulness.
Show me where I’m blind.

And in my daily computing
Teach me to enter: Grace;
So when others sin against me,
I, like you, their sins erase.

Jane Ault

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