How Grace Works

the June bugs always stay into July
they fly and fly by night in the corner of my room
while lying down I try to think of you
but sometimes you seem as far as the stars
and nowhere near my heart
I only want to know you more as I lay here still
I just want to think of your grace that redeems
the worst sinners like me
and the ones the world will call the worst
the marriages failed
the miscarriages fulfilled
the babies born to unwed wombs
we call the worst sinners
the best of friends
now we all know how grace works