Why do You Never Run Out of Grace?

In moments like these when I am aware 
of the ugliness within, 
I take of my shoes and dare not face You. 

The promises left unfulfilled,
the wrongs to be corrected,
and what could be but is not yet; 
Proofs of my worth as a steward. 

In moments of facing such truths:
of realisation of my empty-handedness, 
why do You never run out of grace?

© Joel Yap

Foto Friday

The stuff I use for taking pictures are pretty much all here except for a couple of light stands and umbrellas back home in Kluang. Finally keeping these things somewhere I can feel a little more at ease with regards to worries of lenses attracting fungi growth due to low usage. Time to keep these stuff away and focus on the work I am paid to do- nursing!
By the way, however, photographer for hire! Heh!