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Hey, it's time for Five Minute Fridays again where we write for five minutes for the sheer fun of it, and where recovering perfectionists (such as yours truly) engage in free therapy. Our therapist, I mean, gracious hostess is the lovely Lisa-Jo.
Today's guest of honor is "Grasp."
When I saw the word "grasp," the first image I had was of baby Jacob, in the Old Testament, grasping his brother Esau's foot during delivery.
Once born, Jacob was always scheming and grasping for what he wanted. He deceived his brother and later his old almost blind dad Isaac for the coveted birthright.
What I never understood was God had already promised the birthright to Jacob. But he and we will never know how God would have provided for him if he hadn't taken things into his own grasping hands.
The older I get, the less apt I am to judge harshly the mistakes of others, especially biblical characters. I recognize my own grasping tendencies when I am afraid. And it isn't always trust in God that I am grasping for.
But I also recognize that I've made enough mistakes now so I want to grab hold of God and only Him. I have learned, sometimes, the hard way that only He can provide what I most need.
And sometimes I am not the best judge of what I really truly need. In hindsight's 20/20 vision, I can see how His vision was always better than mine.
So now I'm doing less grasping and instead I'm praying more.
What did you think of when you hear the word, "grasp?"
It is always a grace gift to hear from you. Thank you.
Praying you enjoy a weekend full of open-to-love moments, in the giving and receiving.
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