Not Unredeemed

… living the beautiful tension between what is, and what will be …

Grasp – Maybe I Can


Grasp. Ha, I looked at my email again. Today’s 5 minute Friday prompt is Grasp. I wish I grasped this. Looking down at my legs covered in band aids antiseptic lotion. Discouragement leers at me from every corner. Will I ever gain victory of the virus that delights in the destruction of my body? I cannot grasp an understanding of this. Faithfully following every instruction from multiple doctors, both medical and medicinal, and I still daily fight. SO many days this fall I want to give up and crumble, but I can’t. I serve One who doesn’t give up on fighting with me. For me. I have to grasp this truth. It is the only way to survive – no, to live.

 Can I grasp that? Now prostrate before Him, begging for a touch of His presence; my radio alarm goes off breaking the silence in the house and the turmoil in my mind. Laura Story is singing:

 We pray for blessings
We pray for peace
Comfort for family, protection while we sleep
We pray for healing, for prosperity
We pray for Your mighty hand to ease our suffering
All the while, You hear each spoken need
Yet love is way too much to give us lesser things

‘Cause what if your blessings come through raindrops
What if Your healing comes through tears
What if a thousand sleepless nights are what it takes to know You’re near
What if trials of this life are Your mercies in disguise

We pray for wisdom
Your voice to hear
We cry in anger when we cannot feel You near
We doubt your goodness, we doubt your love
As if every promise from Your Word is not enough
All the while, You hear each desperate plea
And long that we’d have faith to believe

You love us way too much to give us lesser things. What if I tried to grasp that? Grasp Who He IS during this time, rather than trying to grasp the ‘why’ of the situation? A nibbling of peace begins to eat at the edges of my weary soul.

 Whew. This blog is raw, right from the messy tangles of my heart…. but maybe, just maybe you are feeling raw today too. Grasp – a writing prompt link up from Lisa Jo Baker

What if we tried to grasp the “Who” rather then the “why” in our situations? <—- Tweet This

Author: notunredeemed

Jesus follower, people lover, truth scribbler. Addicted to pain (growth). Passionate about relationships, identity and the transforming power of Christ.

11 thoughts on “Grasp – Maybe I Can

  1. Oh, dear Katie. Sending so much love and prayers your way.

  2. Katie,

    Thank you for writing from your heart! God is there meeting you in your hurt and struggle. He can heal you, but more than healing He is just seeking to form you more into Him. Such a painful process most times. I love you and am praying for you!

  3. This is my favorite song! the message is so strong and encouraging. thought I would pass it on to you as an encouragement to your soul! song is by Keith and Kristyn getty

    In Christ Alone lyrics

    In Christ alone my hope is found;
    He is my light, my strength, my song;
    This cornerstone, this solid ground,
    Firm through the fiercest drought and storm.
    What heights of love, what depths of peace,
    When fears are stilled, when strivings cease!
    My comforter, my all in all—
    Here in the love of Christ I stand.

    In Christ alone, Who took on flesh,
    Fullness of God in helpless !
    This gift of love and righteousness,
    Scorned by the ones He came to save.
    Till on that cross as Jesus died,
    The wrath of God was satisfied;
    For ev’ry sin on Him was laid—
    Here in the of Christ I live.

    There in the ground His body lay,
    Light of the world by darkness slain;
    Then bursting forth in glorious day,
    Up from the grave He rose again!
    And as He stands in victory,
    Sin’s curse has lost its grip on me;
    For I am His and He is mine—
    Bought with the precious of Christ.

    No guilt in life, no fear in —
    This is the pow’r of Christ in me;
    From life’s first cry to final breath,
    Jesus commands my destiny.
    No pow’r of hell, no scheme of man,
    Can ever pluck me from His hand;
    Till He returns or calls me home—
    Here in the pow’r of Christ I’ll stand.

  4. Sending love, hugs, prayers, and blessings your way.

  5. Praying for you dear friend.

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