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Tears of Grace
by Marilyn Mackenzie Not just a summer swim party Although there is plenty of splashing Going on in the pool For after the fun and the food After the words of praise And the harmonic raising of voices Of songs and hearts raised to Him Something more is planned She waits at the side of the pool Knowing that something important Is about to take place in her life They tease about “getting wet for Jesus” But she knows, anticipates what is to come She disappears beneath the water, then emerges To hear, “In the name of the Father, and the Son And the Holy Spirit, Amen. For just a moment, she hears the choir of angels singing She feels His strong arms providing strength, showing love Her fleeting thought is, “This is what it’s like To feel the wings of grace – near.” Today she is His; tomorrow she must face the world But she will never be alone again When despair comes – and she knows it will She will draw on that time when they shared tears of grace.
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