Blood Transfusion


When I don’t feel it, there is grace.

When I forget what he has done for me, there is grace.

When I put my hope in myself and my heart is full of unbelief, there is grace.

He took up his cross and suffered unimaginable pain. 

The lying, the anger, the lust. Through His blood, he poured out grace—for me. For you.

When my life is a mockery of his name, I am humbled by his grace.

By him and through him, I am forgiven. New. Alive. Hidden in Christ and rescued from death. 

There is no blood transfusion like his. I am alive and covered in his grace. 


© 2014 Natalie Falls