I have a gift for you,
which like all gifts held
in the width of two hands,
is greater than the sum of its weight.
I have a gift that I give without words,
written or spoken.
Sometimes words do not bear the hearing,
or adequately carry themselves clothed.
Instead, my gift is open,
like a vessel bearing treasure unguarded,
or a stream running
down an incline.
There is something stronger and greater even
than love,
which at its best can ask for an
exchange.
There is only one thing that is truly free,
for it not being merited or deserved even.
Grace comes ever flowing,
and mercy like the rain from heaven.
Ana Lisa de Jong
Living Tree Poetry
September 2019
Living Tree Poetry 
My goodness Ana but you’ve nailed it again. Might be best start to my day then I read this and am reminded that or shall grace and mercy. Thank you.
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Thank you so very much, you bless my day with your kind words.
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May the grace fall like rain… and our prayer is that rain will fall like grace upon our neighbors and family in Australia ❤️❤️
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Oh yes, may our prayers not dry up until the rains have fallen. Bless you brother.
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