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A child awaits his shotgun birth. His mother in her own right, a kid, is filling out the papers. As she finishes the sheets, she remembers how white they used to be. So she forged her mother’s signature because father is a minister. They couldn’t know. She wept because she don’t believe that God’s grace can reach to them: her and her last sin. They were too much for him. “It takes more than a sin to leave.” I see a black sedan, a shedded dress, and a family man. Beneath a motel fan, there trembled three ringless hands. He wept, as did she because God’s grace don’t reach to them--not after their last sin. Some things he can’t forgive. “It takes more than a sin to leave.” They call me a backslider. That’s not the case. I’m not climbing a mountain. I’m just digging my grave. The devil would say to leave, “just dig.” There are no white gates for me to open--just benign grace stretched thin. “It takes more than a sin.” Say it again. “It takes more than a sin to leave.”

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from God in Quotes, released March 4, 2014

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