My life is a constant celebration of God’s handiwork,
Opening my eyes in the morning a miracle,
Then to see beauty in the daily sunrise his gift to me,
A breath of fresh air that celebrates life,
Ears that hear a sweet melody sung in perfect tune,
All of this begun and completed by God.
My life is dedicated to understanding his love,
Selfish pride is the trap that is life’s death snare,
Pitiful self credited glory is the short way to despair,
When it’s compared to all that God has done.
God’s love doesn’t tolerate duplicity,
A one track heart is what he searches for,
All else is quickly discarded by his holy desire,
Love and pride locked in a battle for life,
Choosing is our most important task.
But, Grace is a beautiful sound,
That comes from each breath of God,
When I draw breath each day,
I am reminded of my life’s source,
The reminder of where my home is,
My heart found by perfect love,
My life held in Grace’s hands.