Lenten Reflections

Grace in the face of my ugliness
should bring me to my knees
but instead they lock, and I tremble
to find out how to please.

I feel the guilt spread
like a drop of ink in water
I tread restless and unfocused
while what I need is, "Father!"

Receiving Grace undeserved
seems like a burden too great to bear.
But then Christ says, "Rest Child!
That is why I am here."

So the Grace that makes me tremble
now puts my heart at ease
though true, I am the debtor,
I walk away released.

Thank you, Grace Incarnate
for absorbing my black stain
all praise, honor and glory is yours,
the Lamb of God, who reigns.