Friday, March 1, 2024
Seeds of Grace #432
Seeds of Grace
In the realm where faith's roots deeply dive,
And from belief, our true actions derive,
There's a path, less walked, yet alive with hue—
A journey of souls, where deeds whisper true.
Under starlit skies, in the hush of dawn's light,
Galatians murmurs of seeds in the night.
Sowing and reaping, an ageless embrace,
A dance of destinies, in time and space.
James calls out, a beacon in the night,
Where faith alone, without works, takes flight.
True faith, reborn, in actions found,
In love's simple acts, where grace abounds.
Philippians speaks in tones so mild,
Valuing others, the meek and the child.
In giving of self, a beauty unfolds,
A story of grace, courageously told.
Peter's words, humility's cloak to wear,
In the shadow of pride, a new dawn's air.
Together on this path, where egos yield,
In communion, our brokenness healed.
This dance of the divine, intricately sown,
Where deeds and belief are beautifully grown.
A call to live, beyond words we profess,
In the scripture of life, our actions bless.
As dusk greets dawn, and stories entwine,
It's the seeds of our deeds that forever shine.
In life's woven tapestry, each thread a song,
In the poetry of existence, where we belong.
Let us tread this path with purpose and light,
In each act of kindness, reflecting His sight.
For in the grand verse of time, we find our place,
In the poetry of the divine, our seeds of grace.
Written by Steven G. Lee (March 1, 2024)
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