Where Is Grace?

I am sick to the core. I wanted to finish a post that I started this morning, but I can't begin to think... at least squarely... that is! I am an agitated wreck at the moment, because I received some disturbing documents in the mail today, and now the Hope, that I thought would sustain me through this "volatile ordeal" has left, and I fear, will never brighten my door-step again. But, to be more accurate, I am terrified that something will decide that this is the perfect opportunity to descend and teach my "smug" ass a lesson, for even conjuring the thought/belief that ALL this was becoming manageable!  I See No Grace... No... Not In Front Of This Face!!