Grace
requires a need
to be given or received.
If we deem
our strength sufficient,
for God's help we'll never plead.
Perhaps our
needs and weakness
are wings with which to fly,
When we
humbly ask God for His strength,
instead of grumbling why.
Dependence on
Almighty God
just might repulse the proud;
"I don't want
your weak-kneed crutches,
I'm sufficiently endowed."
So we limp
upon this temporal plane
and self-righteously ignore,
Both the sin
that keeps us earthbound,
and the wings with which to soar.
Then never
taste the thrill
of flying swift and free,
On the
priceless wings of grace
that unfurl on bended knee.
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