
Eighty is Weighty
Grace is a wave of loving and merciful energy.
Grace is riding free
Grace is dining for free
Grace is not having a care in the world
Grace is letting things be
Grace is in you and Me
Grace
Grace is a wave of loving and merciful energy.
Grace is riding free
Grace is dining for free
Grace is not having a care in the world
Grace is letting things be
Grace is in you and Me
Our Father Who Art in Heaven
Who art in heaven
Hollow are our prayers
We carelessly say
Your name in vain.
The kingdom for
Which we pray
Often seems to be
Our own



I was brought up in a staunch religious world being taught that my religion was the best one, the true one. I was brought close to the altar serving Mass at the age of 5 or 6. I memorized Latin. The first two words | learned in Latin were. “Ad Deum” or ” To God Who is hey joy of my youth”. Ad Deum qui laetificat, juventutem meam, meaning “To God Who is the joy of my youth”. That was many years ago. Since then, my life has been indelibly affected by “the church”. For years, I hardly asked questions about what it all meant. It was so illustrious and mysterious to me that I just followed.