at the times i need it most, the words come tumbling from my lips.  the words tucked in my hearts from sunday school days & seventh grade bible challenges, the truths that i know to be true, but lose in the chaos of life.

the thoughts of the unknown, overwhelm.  the homelessness, the isolation, the loss, all are painful.  the death, the poverty, the spiritual disparity around me, constantly wrench on my bleeding heart. 

 and in the moment, ant hills become mountains and the streams, roaring oceans.

how is it that i can lose my focus, lose my grasp on all that is joy, peace, grace and faith?  all that i am given so freely, why don't i reach out to scoop from the overflowing stores? 

and when those words of truth are spoken, spilled on the front porch like a tipped glass, it all floods in.  those sweet words spoken by the One who loves so much, flood over me, forcing me on my knees like a wave, knocking me off my feet.  the words that have passed my lips so many times, are coming back in tidal waves of grace, bathing my aching heart in truth.

showing my eyes to look up and grasp the hand that is so lovingly stretched out, offering grace and forgiveness with the promise of a new day with fresh mercies.