The Mystery of Grace

There is a thin place between ordinary days

where miracles happen and mystery dwells.

How does my fragile heart still beat despite hurts deeper than physical wounds alone?

Someone beloved has been ripped away.

Life cannot be what it was.

I need eyes of faith to see what is unseen in this world,

to explain the deeper meaning of my life…. and of his death. 

Hope that one day I will understand the incomprehensible why.

Trust that this thin place of pain, sorrow and aching is

Essentially where the mystery of grace enters and

I will find peace. 

Share