Psalm 77

I’ve called and cried
hoping You would listen,
Spread my arms and
waited for you to answer.

Where is grace?
I feel lost and out of place.

Oh so slowly
As I’ve given up
you have found a way
to pull me close.

Where is grace?
I feel lost but have a taste

My heart you’ve changed,
so I won’t grasp
for what I long,
to what is gone.

For where is grace
when I feel lost and out of place?

In that taste.

About Mary Herbert

I am a gentle listener, a woman of few words. My journey through life has been a spiritual one, as well as a physical one. My daughter, Katie, and I thought it would be interesting to combine some of our giftings/talents in a blog and see what happens. Let us know what you think!

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