Clingy One-a-Day Thursday  11/10/22

A life worthy

My soul clings to you; your right hand upholds me (Psalm 63:8).

You’re on the ice for the first time.  

Your ankles are all wobbly.

Your feet will not obey.

Your legs are made of store-brand gelatin dessert.

The world spins incorrectly.

Gravity is not your friend.

The evil skates shoot out from beneath you

and you are falling




Your hand finds another hand




You grab hold for dear life, sinking terrified nails into willing flesh.

The hand holds you up, steadies you, guides you forward.

You will not fall while you cling to the hand that loves you.

That’s what this is.

Happy Thursday, Beloved

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