Long day

Reach down your hand in your pocket,
Pull out some hope for me

It's all coming together -and- falling apart at. the. same. time.

Observing how poorly human beings function as a race, it's amazing that we've gotten so far, so fast. So what. So long. And at the same time, this fact seems telling of a grace that runs deeper then the cracks under our feet.

And no Lord your hand won't stop it.
Just keep me trembling.