If I am not in God's grace,
then may He put me there.
If I am,
then may He keep me there.
I should be the saddest creature,
in the world,
if I am not.
Yet, everyday,
because I am in His grace,
I am glad.
The cost of discipleship,
is a struggle.
Still,
it is the most beautiful struggle,
one can possibly have.
You will never struggle alone.
When you suffer,
you suffer with Jesus.
When you triumph,
you triumph with Jesus.
The Lord every so often,
sends us a care package.
The Bible calls them blessings.
... and so it is inevitable,
that every Christian must die.
We die gladly,
willingly,
and peacefully.
As because,
we are in God's grace.
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Author:
Dion P. Crown (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Although most of this poem is originally written by me, the first seven lines of this piece were actually words spoken from Joan of Arc addressed to the court when she was on trial. Personally, I thought what she said was righteous and brilliant. The only way to get into Heaven is through the Grace of God. Persistence is key
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Comments3
A fine write Dion.
A very true meaning
beautiful one,we all need gods grace
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