My child's small hand in mine,

A #burden, yet a sign.

Of futures I must guide,

While shadows deep inside.

Reveal my fallen state,

Before the narrow gate.

I stumble, lose my way,

In trials of the day.

How often I forgive,

The little ways they live.

Their errors quickly flown,

Yet greater are my own.

But from the corner's glow,

Where ancient #Icons show,

A light both soft and deep,

A promise He will keep.

His #Mercy, vast and free,

Poured out upon just me.

More patient than I'll be,

For all #eternity.

It lifts me when I fall,

It answers every call.

The grace that makes me strong,

Where I truly belong.

#OrthodoxDad #GodIsGood