trust.

today, as ellie & i put dishes away, a song began playing that neither

of us could resist.  she asked to 'get up' & i wrapped her long legs around 

me as we twirled in the messy kitchen.  

despite her swollen, bruised lip and hands from a fall outside 2 days ago,

she raised her hands up & tipped her head back.

[she knew i had her.]

she laughed & sang along,

yes, Lord. yes, Lord.  yes, yes, Lord.

 

i'd like to do this, too;

let go with both hands.

despite my hurt lip [trust] & bruised hands [heart].

because i do know He has me.

blessed is the man who fears the Lord...

he will have no fear of bad news;

his heart is steadfast, trusting in the Lord.

                                                        from Psalm 112