Grace Upon Grace

Grace Upon Grace

I Remember You
by Grant Christensen
God of all Grace, I Remember You, From my bed late at night, Crying myself to sleep, Wishing I was home, Left with no one. . . but you. I Remember You. Seeing Mamma's open grave, Dust to dust, Ashes to ashes, In days when your presence, Was as elusive as mist and water. I Remember You. When the terror of demons, Snapped in my mind, Your Word kept me sane. I Remember You. In Dad flying home, All the way from Japan, With a mere day's notice, To find his son, An addicted shadow. I Remember You. In the despair Of my own choices, Lying in Emergency, No longer able to speak, Only left to listen. I Remember You. In giving to me, A group of people Who listened to the hoarded pain, Who helped me give up, Being a miser of grief I Remember You. While sitting in the car, Just after Dad's passing, Your voice--resounding, "Peace upon you." "Peace upon you." "Peace upon you." Rolling over me, Like waves of the ocean, Without cessation. I Remember You. In the stillness of water, In the stillness of air, In the stillness of your presence.

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