A Fortunate Poverty

A Fortunate Poverty

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This is not the grace I was looking for,
This nibbly bit of blessing,
Dragging me through one more day,
But just barely —
Like the painful frustration
Of brushing out every tangled curl
And split-ended knot,
Only to face the same task the next morning.

I’d prefer a measure of Dying Grace,
The kind packaged with enough Courage and Faith
To carry me through many moons
And unto some glorious ending.
Instead here I am
With my plain, everyday ration
Whose meager portion obliges me always
To return for more each morning.

 

 

Originally published at www.thisisbeautifuldust.com.

 

 

Stephanie DiMaria

A graduate of Calvin College, Stephanie is a middle-school Latin teacher at a private school in the suburbs of Washington, D.C. She is co-author of the book 40 Days of Art and Literature: A Prayer Journal, available on Amazon. When she isn't writing or teaching, Stephanie can usually be found near good food and good company.

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