Doing the best I can with what I have
Not an Option
By Leslie Noyes
Failure, under the spotlight, turned down a wrong road, dined at the bad trough, lessons learned.
Heartache, walked on the tightrope, fell into an abyss on the highway to hell. Seeking penance forevermore.
Trust, sought, but not earned, squandered in bushels, by deeds too heinous to tell. Forgiveness sought.
Grace, offered in buckets, washed in the blood of the everlasting lamb. Earnest prayers offered with hands raised in praise.
I am comically and tragically pissed off about things.
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Thank you. I might have been under the influence of a great deal of wine….
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Write drunk, edit sober, Hemingway said.
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ooooo –
each line had its own tasty interest – and the last one was my fav – potent and in line with my beliefs –
“Grace, offered in buckets, washed in the blood of the everlasting lamb. Earnest prayers offered with hands raised in praise.”
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I’m so glad you “got” it!
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(and I read that it might have been wine-inspired….
but also God-inspired)
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