Acts of Faith: Grace and Mercies

If I claimed even for a picosecond
that I knew where to begin,
the genesis of my gratitude...
It would be like telling you
I knew what particle of sand
you moulded Adam from.

If I told you
I could begin
to count the stars
you use to brighten my day...
Nay, brighten my life,
It would like claiming
I know the extent of your grace.

Your grace.
Your mercies.

I'm drowning in it.

And I couldn't even want a lifesaver jacket...