Reason no. 411...

New poem from the weekend...it's all about His Grace!

Grace like a waterfall,

a well spring that never runs dry.

Unending, unrelenting,

never ceasing to pursue me.

Once caught in the mud and mire,

entangled by my sin and shame.

You stretched your arm to me

and pulled me into your embrace.

Grace like an avalanche -

so thick, so deep and so pure.

I'm surrounded by your mercies -

they're new every morning.

Regardless of all I've ever done

Your grace abounds in me.

Reason no. 411 :)