So here goes.
ReachReach for the stars.
Reach out and touch someone.
Reach your destination.
No one is beyond the reach of God….
Reaching is work. Reaching is striving.
a funny word when you say it over and over. reach…reeeeach…..reeeeeach. But I digress…
Reach within to find yourself.
We reach out because we need something…or is it because want something?
Sometimes we get what we want , but we reach again…it wasn't what we thought it was.
No…that's not really the best way to find myself…to find what I need. Do I really know what I need?
Reach…reeeeeach…reeeeeeeeeah! Is that a cry for help?
Look at the sunflowers.
They reach for the sun…
Or do they turn to the sun…the sun reaches down to nourish the flower…to give it life.
I stop reaching and turn to the Son…and He meets me right where I am.
Planted here in this desert land…dry and parched, drowning in the sands of time.
He reaches down…
He makes me bloom, bringing rains to refresh,
the warmth of His face to bring life to these dry bones.
And so I reach out to God….
Turn my face to Him, extend my arms, my heart, my whole being to Him.
Not tight fisted to grab hold in desperation…no…with open hands…freely
Reaching out to surrender… my life, my longings, my heart. my stubborn will...
Who "rescued me because HE delights in me"!
He reached down from heaven and rescued me: He drew me out of deep waters. He delivered me from my powerful enemies, from those who hated me and were too strong for me. They attacked me at a moment when I was weakest, but the LORD upheld me. He led me to a place of safety; He rescued me because He delights in me. ~Psalm 18:16-19Do you long to be reached down to, or are you still reaching?
Let Him reach out to you my friend!
I'm joining Kate Motaung and the Five Minute Friday writers today.