"Are you tired? Worn out? Burned out on religion?
Come to me. Get away with me and you'll recover your life.
I'll show you how to take a real rest.
Walk with me and work with me—watch how I do it.
Learn the unforced rhythms of grace.
I won't lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on you.
Keep company with me and you'll learn to live freely and lightly."

this is her: jasmine Ever Tried Ever Failed No Matter Try Again Fail Again Fail Better - Samuel Beckett

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this is her: rachelle My words are simple on the surface they may seem meaningless sometimes they are... =]

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it has been a while isn't it?

there is sadness here,
lurking in the corners, underneath unsaid words.
i can hear it.
perhaps i carry it.
perhaps they are sitting in the dark, on my shoulders.

what is grace?

"getting what we do not deserve"

what do we deserve?

what do i deserve?

nothing really. absolutely nothing.

what is grace then?

everything.



how now dear heart?
will you start beating the rhythm of grace again?