Falling Into Grace Verse 1 I woke up trying to hold the whole world, Every loose end, every unanswered prayer. Counting the pieces, watching the doorway, As if my worry could keep me prepared. But morning keeps opening without my permission, The sun doesn’t ask me which way it should rise. Maybe there’s wisdom beyond what I’m seeing, Maybe I don’t have to organize the sky. Pre-Chorus So I loosen my hands, I soften my pace. What I cannot carry, I release into grace. Chorus My life is in divine order, Even when I cannot see. Something holy is unfolding, Something greater carries me. I trust. I surrender. I receive what comes my way. I rest inside the knowing: I am held today. Some days I fall apart, Some days I fall into grace. Both are holy, Both have their place. Verse 2 I’ve spent years believing the answer was effort, That love had to somehow be earned or controlled. But rivers don’t struggle to reach their own ocean, And blossoms don’t question the way they unfold. What leaves me may simply have finished its journey, What finds me may come before I understand. There are blessings I see and blessings still hidden, And I don’t have to know before opening my hands. Pre-Chorus So I loosen my hands, I soften my pace. What was never mine I release into grace. Chorus My life is in divine order, Even when I cannot see. Something holy is unfolding, Something greater carries me. I trust. I surrender. I receive what comes my way. I rest inside the knowing: I am held today. Some days I fall apart, Some days I fall into grace. Both are holy, Both have their place. Bridge Today I release What I cannot control. Today I receive What is meant for my soul. I am exactly Where I need to be. I am becoming Who I came here to be. No chasing. No forcing. No bargaining with time. What belongs with me will meet me In the rhythm of the Divine. Quiet Refrain I trust. I surrender. I receive. I rest. I trust. I surrender. And I let Love do the rest. Final Chorus My life is in divine order, Not someday—here and now. Even every crooked pathway Has been teaching me somehow. I trust what is departing. I receive what comes to stay. I rest inside the Presence That has never gone away. And if tomorrow finds me With no answers I can trace, I will open both my hands And fall— Not apart… Into grace. Outro I am exactly where I need to be. I am becoming who I am meant to be. Thank You, God, for this beautiful unfolding. I trust. I surrender. I receive. I rest. And all is well. All is well. All is well.
