Poetry speaks!

    Writing about Marilyn Robinson's Reading Genesis, some days ago, Peter commented on grace. He said he was in a class where the instructor struggled to define grace. Finding that unhelpful he exited the class. In response I offered this definition of grace. "Grace is the undeserved (or unmerited) love and mercy of God." He responded by sharing this poem he wrote about grace, and, as you can see it, was published.  Good isn't it? Each time I read it I see more, poetry is like that.

GRACE

 

Grace is a side

wise place

shimmed into

this square world,

a humbling reminder

hawks do not

catch all squirrels

chased, nor even most.

An else is in it.

Grace is

God's retainer,

ensuring clients

come back

after the crash

hat squashed

firmly in hand.

We don't get it

by wisdom

by hard work

nor luck, surely not

by deserving.

It's provender

in the desert,

unexplained,

tender.

P M F Johnson (first published in Iconoclast)

Takk for alt,

Al