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Grace's wheel, soft but firm,
gives itself up, bit by bit,
to repair and reframe
our broken ways,
as we've misunderstood
our way through life.
Even after she gently
sweeps away the debris,
the imprint and shadow
of our deepest cracks remain,
yet we have the opportunity,
rewriting hope with the story
of our next chance;
not with whitewashed amnesia,
but holy reverence
for all the chapters
constructing our meandering
road to redemption.
Erase and sweep us toward
your sacred gift, O God,
with ample reminders
of our historic struggle
that we might narrate
the life-giving nectar
of your holy forgiveness
in all the world's places
where it is sorely lacking.
© 2015 Todd Jenkins
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