Grace

We err—

step out of line, 

choose poorly, 

know better 

and do it anyway. 

And when judgment does not fall, 

when heaven stays quiet, 

when consequence delays— 

we assume approval. 

But it is not approval. 

It is grace. 

God saying: 

Give them time. 

Give them space. 

Let them grow 

into what they do not yet understand. 

Grace is not agreement. 

It is allowance— 

for process, 

for learning, 

for becoming. 

Yet when the roles reverse, 

we forget. 

We who live by grace 

become judges of progress. 

We measure others 

by our expectations, 

our timelines, 

our comfort. 

We demand alignment 

where God offers patience. 

We require change 

where God allows process. 

We withhold space  

that was freely given to us. 

But the Word is clear— 

what we have freely received, 

we are to freely give. 

Not approval of wrong— 

but grace for growth.

Look up 

before you look down. 

And remember 

how long 

He has been patient 

with you. 

© Ron Simpson Jr.

March 25, 2026

Seeking/Found

He who could not lie

became a man

where that temptation 

could reach Him

He who could not die

became a man

subject to death

His immortality

took on mortality

so that I might take hold of His

He who knew no sin

became sin’s offering

so that I might live beyond it

Not proven

but given

Not forced

but found

He asks not

that I explain Him

only that I come

believing

that He is

And so I come—

not with answers

but with hunger

not with certainty

but with trust

I bring

what I have been

and lay it

against what He is

My questions

do not disqualify me

they lead me

My doubts

do not dismiss Him

they drive me

For something in me

recognizes something in Him

not by sight

but by knowing

And I find—

He is not diminished

by my inability to prove Him

nor strengthened

by my ability to defend Him

He simply is

And in that

I rest

Not because 

I have solved Him

but because

I have found Him

faithful

© Ron Simpson Jr.

In the Periphery

Sometimes 

there is nothing left 

for your hands to do—

and all that remains 

is trust. 

Sometimes 

you are not being carried, 

but steadied— 

given just enough strength 

to take 

one more step. 

Sometimes 

the miracle is not 

the mountain moving, 

but the voice within you 

whispering, 

keep going. 

And sometimes 

God is moving 

where you are not looking—

just beyond 

the edge of your understanding, 

in places your worry 

cannot reach. 

You will not see it 

while you are in it. 

But there will come a moment 

when you look back 

from higher ground 

and realize—

you were never alone, 

never abandoned 

to chance or collapse. 

What felt scattered 

was being arranged. 

What felt delayed 

was being aligned. 

This is how He keeps you—

not always by changing 

what is in front of you, 

but by working 

all around you, 

until even the unseen 

begins to hold you up. 

So look up—

not because the path is clear, 

but because He is. 

© Ron Simpson Jr. 

March 22, 2026