The Edge Of Grace

Dear Diary,

Dear, dear, diary. What to think. What to say. What's left? What's not being repeated over and over again? New day, new week, and month, and year. Same old, same old. I have doubted. I have feared. I have cried. I have shouted without words being clear. And somehow...they were known.

He had known. Before I thought and felt, He knew which cards were dealt. I screamed. I raged. But, still I stayed. I didn't know why until this day. One way. One fate. One path. That is that. Time is non-negotiable. We have it, and it can easily be fumbled. Even when the answers hide, the truth destroys the lies. It means no matter what comes and goes, it is all for the best that shall soon show. He knows. The cards are dealt.

By His granting, all will fare well.