Like rain or sunlight pouring

grace
plays no favorites
seeks no chosen vessel

grace
awaits no invitation
demands no pious pleas

Love's dawn breaks unbeckoned blessing all.

Washed in the glow of simple grace,
we "the just... the unjust" stand
amazed, sometimes,
by its wonder ....
forgetful of its law.

—Bettie Gray

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