Swing
We hang on to illusions.
The illusion of control.
The illusion of balance.
The belief that we can change the outcome
of the things which we cannot control.
We fight against those things
which are bigger than we are,
and we try to be strong on our own.
Our lives are filled with stress,
Worry.
Unhappiness.
We borrow today's grace
to fight tomorrow's battles.
Finally,
we let go
and we remember that God is holding us up.
He is in control.
We do not fight the battles alone.
We are held up by that which we cannot see,
but which we know by faith is unmovable.
He will not let us go.
When we let go of our doubt
we can begin to find joy.
We dance with God.
We play.
We laugh with our Father.
We let go of the worry
and we grasp the Lord.
When we do that,
we are free.
We swing.
Image: sculture of children swinging at Cabell Huntington Hospital
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