It's There

Grace,
When I wake up on the wrong side of the bed, and the rest of the day follows suit,
I reach for it
grace,
it's there.
When my voice is more elevated than I care for it to be, and I hinder love,
I reach for it,
grace,
it's there.
When I can't even crack a smile to someone I love, I reach for it,
grace,
 it's there.
When I can't sit up or even sit down because of pain, I reach for it,
grace,
it's there.
When I've said something without thinking, and a friend sheds a tear,
I reach for it,
grace,
it's there.
When I don't fully listen, and I interrupt, I reach for it,
grace,
it's there.
When I don't pick up the phone, or send an email back, or return a text,
I reach for it,
grace,
it's there.
When I have forgotten forms to sign for school, or have failed to pack her lunch,
I reach for it,
grace,
it's there.
When I have a nasty thought, about a loved one or stranger,
I reach for it,
grace,
it's there.
When I put myself down and call myself names,
I reach for it,
grace, it's there.
When all I can do is rest, and I lack motivation or strength, I reach for it,
grace,
it's there.
When I've wanted to give up, instead of fight the good fight, I just simply think of
grace, because I know,
I know,
it's there.