The G-Factor
When Theology decided to kill me, I was resurrected with the one I call Grace…
When community would hurt me, solitude with Grace would wrap my wounds…
When my words became heresy, Grace would shut my mouth…
When I became silent and scared to speak the prophecy, Grace would provide the words…
When I see my friends that go hungry, they speak of a Grace that would always feed them…
When I get tired, it’s Grace, that keeps me going…
When negative comments fly my way, Grace is the filter that turns around my day…
without Grace I’m just a loser…
because of Grace, I’m alive through the blood of Jesus.
