There have been many times in my life when I gripped tight
in desperation
to calling, gifts, and kin,
thinking that my grip could hold. And yet
most often,
there was nothing I could have done to prevent the slipping away—
no desperate enough prayer, no holy enough life, no adequate bargain, no amount of rule-keeping and promise-making.
The dark and loss crept over my youthful optimism and my faulty belief that somehow I was protected—impervious—because
I held the right creeds and made my bed in the right holy camp,
but here I am,
helpless once again, eyes open once again to my need, and
I am gripping tight
to You.
Thank you Lilly … thank you.
Pleasure. We are all in the same boat, just different oars.
B-e-a-u-t-i-f-u-l! ❤
Thanks so much.
A sure Anchor and Hope! You always have the Perfect ‘ending’; bowed low, and eyes looking up to Jesus.
That’s why I enjoy your work so much, because you share the Truth, which you know to be true!
GOD BLESS YOU, Lilly!!!
Thanks, Patsy. Is it time for more coffee? 🙂
I would LOVE to, but OOT from Tues.-Sat. If it works for you, maybe next week???
Scary stuff, not being in control of our lives. You say it so perfectly here and the photo is stunning.
Thank you, Dora!
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