Divine Whispers #1026

Grace in Every Breath In the quiet dawn, to live is holy— A sacred breath, a whispered truth of being. To be is a blessing, softly sung By creation's chorus, ever seeing. To receive—ah, to cradle in our arms The grace of God, through Jesus, gently laid. In shadows deep, the Holy Spirit arms Us with light, our fears and doubts to fade. Manifest, with spirits bold and bright, Our deepest desires take shape, take flight. From sin's chains, we're freed, our hearts alight, Each choice, each step, in righteousness made right. "Pray for us," the ancient whispers call, "We seek to live with honor, through it all." (Hebrews 13:18) The Spirit comes to convict, to teach— Of sin, of righteousness, of judgment's reach. (John 16:8) With every breath, every heartbeat's press, We walk the Spirit's path, in holiness— Living, being, receiving, nothing less Than holy, blessed, embraced by grace's caress. Written by Steven G. Lee (April 26, 2024)