I reach up but my fingertips fall short of what I seek. But He sees. He knows what I desire, He knows I so long to take hold of His hand with my own. And because He knows I cannot do this on my own, He reaches down to pull me up, body stretched, fully extended.
And what if my stretching got me where I wanted to be on my own strength? What then?
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Ahhh! Trying to write a post in only five minutes is challenging...a stretch itself. The above was my first attempt at it, topic courtesy of Lisa-Jo Baker @ Tales from a Gypsy Momma. Want to join the fun? She hosts this link party every Friday.
6 comments:
I love it! Very inspiring. Thanks for making my morning a little more sunshiny!
Your first attempt is lovely. And I'm there with you, what if all this stretching is about me and not Him. Yuck. Glad you joined in on the fun today for FMF, I enjoyed being here.(And may I say that I saw my blog on your blogroll and I am humbled. Thank you.)
That's beautiful! I could see those words on a picture or poster...
Blessings!
Beautiful! Your writing is very clean. And I love ending with the question. Hmmm. I wonder. It wouldn't be much of a stretch then, would it? And would we recognize His mercy and grace if we did it on our own power?
I wrote about lessons learned from my parents 40 years of marriage this week:
http://www.turquoisegates.com/2012/08/stretching-toward-each-other.html
I agree, inspiring post. Thanks for sharing. I love how everyone has a different take on the word LisaJo provides, as well as a way to express our thoughts. Glad you decided to play.
Lovely, you left me wanting more. It was my first attempt as well, I had never done anything like this before. Hope you do it again though.Behind The Smile.
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