Moving out of darkness at a crawl
pressing into light,
I lay aside encumbrances
one small shred at a time.
Though dropping an ounce of vice here & there,
I long to throw down more, break the chains,
and divest myself completely of this heavy load
and run to my future unencumbered.
Yet here I stalk slowly forward
losing no more than minimal amounts
of the weight that does beset me,
trudging more than running the race,
noting every inch of progress,
recording in my mind any gain however small
that tells me I may someday have some hope of winning this race.
(Hebrews 12:1)
Jan 8, 2012
Jan 8, 2012 at 9:14 PM UTC
Moving out of darkness at a crawl
pressing into light,
I lay aside encumbrances
one small shred at a time.
Though dropping an ounce of vice here & there,
I long to throw down more, break the chains,
and divest myself completely of this heavy load
and run to my future unencumbered.
Yet here I stalk slowly forward
losing no more than minimal amounts
of the weight that does beset me,
trudging more than running the race,
noting every inch of progress,
recording in my mind any gain however small
that tells me I may someday have some hope of winning this race.
(Hebrews 12:1)
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