God Gives Me Grace For Grow’n

God Gives Me Grace For Grow’n
 As I Come Into Who I Am
 S/he Doesn’t Laugh When I Fall Down
 S/He Stoops To Hold My Hands
 He Patches Up All Mine Scars I Heal Within his/her Arms
 I Am Not Afraid Of My Shortcomings
 The Clothes That Don’t Yet Fit 
 S/He Watches Me Carefully Wherever I Am At!
 When My Voice Is Small
 When My Writings Sometimes Lack
 SHe Holds Me Holy, Tenderly
 SHe Brings Me To My Knees
 SHe Gives Me Grace For Grow’n
 As I Come Into The Call 
 Of Whom I Am Supposed To Be.