Written by: Wilma Neels

You get to walk into a new day While someone would give anything To see a new day unfold You get to inhale a breath of fresh air While somewhere someone is struggling For every breath they take Your life might be full of challenges While someone would give their last Just to feel something, Just to feel anything again Your today might not be what you had in mind But in this instant someone would love To have just an inch of what you have Do not measure your capacity by the lack of something Measure it by the grace you walk in Because every step and Every breath Speaks of grace Even through pain Even through heartache Broken doesn't mean finished product It means in production to refinery