Eyes of Grace
 Once a friend, now looks away
 he greets me with a smile, but walks away.
 We walk different paths,
 he does not want to know mine.
 Father, let me see life through
 the eyes of Christ,
 no longer through that deceptive tree
 of ideologies of good and evil.
 Christ, by this can I love 
 and walk amongst hostile 
 hearts and iron wills,
 in the way of Your grace.
 Christ, be joy to my heart.
 I am shunned, betrayed, pushed away,
 friendships gone, because I simply walk
 Christ’s way, not of their ideology.
 Holy Spirit be my peace, my guide
 to be as Christ created me. Be my strength,
 protect me amongst hardened hearts
 that I live each breath in grace and joy. 
A poem from Vocation as Resistance © Craig A. Roberts 2022. 
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