Monday, August 31, 2009

Lifting my hands

I will praise you as long as I live,
and in your name I will lift up my hands.

Psalm 63:4

Sweet child at my feet early this morning.
Arms raised, stretched up.
Longing for me to pick her up, hold her.
Do I hesistate one minute?
My heart swells at the thought that she needs me.
That she wants me to speak to her.
Spend time with her.
It is not an effort.
It is a joy embrace.
This sweet child.

I, too lift my hands, my arms, outstretching to the One.
Longing for Him to hold me, speak to me, comforting me.
His child.

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