Thoughts for Advent: Day Five

A Poem for Day 5

Less than perfect
I think we could safely call that
The Nice Way
of describing my heart

Less than perfect
How about doubting, fumbling
with a dash of
phenomenally bad choices

Well, of course, I try
but, truth is

Often times faith
(as expressed by me)
doesn't look much
like it

Yet here's the thing
the stop in your tracks
steal your breath
shocking (scandalous, really) thing

Grace has eyes
for me
She smiles
and I am new

Now, like the
Fledgling Favored One,
I, too, (mysteriously)
carry a Savior

-lisa, 5 December, 2013