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The gift of Grace is given to some. Life experience, whipping fast as a wave, washes out the dryness of our mouths and gives us the words to say.

We are men overboard, falling in the water from lack of faith. The spirit not whole. Lesson not learned today.

I take a breath, and the wall ruptures. The dam overflows and the truth pours out. Will this be my saving Grace? Given to despair I solemnly fall to my doom once again.

Swim back. The battle isn't lost as it will go on everyday. As there are seasons to everything. Our will, never shifting, Grace taking its shape, the power to stand He may bring.