Echoes of Grace: A Journey Beyond Prosperity #214

Echoes of Grace: A Journey Beyond Prosperity In dawn's hush, where light and shadow blend, A truth sings softly, its ancient story to send. Not in gold's gleam or wealth's wide embrace, But in humble hearts, grace finds its place. "God chose the foolish," the breezes tell, To shame the wise, in this mystery dwell. Strength in weakness, a hidden victory, In the overlooked, a divine story. Among the scorned, where tears have traced, In grace's garden, the lost are embraced. This Gospel of grace, not gold, does call To a kingdom of love, open to all. Beyond the lure of earthly throne, Lies the heart's kingdom, by love alone sown. A realm not of power, but mercy's embrace, Where the last are first, in grace's race. In life's rich tapestry, every thread a tale, Prosperity's Gospel, too weak to prevail. For the true message, in Christ's path shown, Is love for the outcast, a grace overgrown. Let us build a future, not on gold's fleeting dream, But on acts of kindness, where love's true beams. A community united, where the least is the feast, And all are welcome, at love's great banquet released. Beyond material's call, to a joy profound, In love, not possessions, our true wealth is found. The heart of the Gospel, in every act and word, A divine echo, in every soul stirred. This path we're called to, bold and sincere, Where grace's echoes in every heart appear. Awaken, seekers of truth, to this ancient quest, To live a faith of action, in love's eternal rest. -Written by Steven G. Lee (February 5, 2024)