I PACE, AS I FACE MY GOD
by Marie Elena

I PACE, AS I FACE MY GOD
Lamenting. Praying for His intervention. Seeking Him through tears that feel like they could flood my floor. I contemplate how my Jesus, co-Creator and sovereign over all of it, describes Himself as “gentle and lowly of heart.” It’s not part of who He is, it is who He is. Gentle and lowly is His driving force. It is the force behind His strength. It is His very being. I pray this for my country. I beg this for my country. May our heartbeat become gentle. Lowly. May this be our strength, who we are, and how we are known.
One man. One moment.
Hearts ruptured. Lives imperiled.
One swipe of a pen.
© Marie Elena Good 2025
A beautiful poem, Marie.
Thank you so much.