despite appearances we are all masterpieces in grace
everyone
despite appearances we are all someone’s child
the person tailgating us at 70 mph
through the grocery store parking lot
calling at 6:30 pm to sell us anything we don’t want
in extremes
murdering someone else’s child
in cold blood
or by the slow beating down of their souls
through criticism
or constant neglect
We are all
a masterpiece broken
a masterpiece undiscovered
a masterpiece unworthy
a person impossible to forgive
yet still alive
with
grace
for us
for them
forever
forgiven
for our children
for someone else’s
for blood
already shed
by
the only master
of peace
who despite appearances
is always
there
here
around
us.
11 years since the Columbine horror…complacency is more prevalent than sorrow for lives taken so suddenly back then. I’m sending Hannah off to the public school on the corner really, really soon. I hope. and pray. she’ll come out.
Karen
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