*eyes a-rolling*
Good morning everyone. Brother, here we go...the more things change, the more things stay the same. Christianity never was or is a popular thing. . . but then this thread is open to hi-jacking as much as any other. I try to stay within the spirit of the OP and I have absolutely no desire to post something unless it offers encouragement, hope, inspiration or general warm fuzzies.
I guess I'm having more fun in facebook these days - found a lot of friends & relatives I've lost touch with, solved some photograph mysteries (you know - those pictures with people you just cannot place), reminiscing . . . and anyway, I found the following poem in one of my cousin's notes and thought it was worth sharing. She wrote it in the months after her mom passed away and she was feeling like everything was caving in around her. . . but she found the strength to rise above her situation and in her own words..."through that experience I learned the meaning of "grace" and how, inspite of all the circumstances that surround us each day...God loves us and He's waiting to make that move in our lives where He can shine through...I feel that's where I found the words to write the following":
Grip of Grace
I have fallen and have hurt.
I have drowned when trials were deep.
I lost sight as darkness enveloped me.
I was speechless, left without words.
Then You moved me.
God, You moved me.
You healed my wounds.
You gave me new life.
I saw things I have never seen before.
Now my lips utter You praise.
Realizing that in order to walk and step forward,
Takes a firm grip of Grace.
Letting go of petty things, holding on in faith.
Now I stand on higher ground.
And if I fall, He will lift me up.
If I drown, He will breathe life unto me.
If I can not see, He will lead the way.
If I'm without words, He will inspire me.
You have moved me.
God, You moved me.

Too blessed to be stressed.
Knowledge is not enough, we must apply; willing is not enough, we must do. - Unknown