Saturday, November 28, 2020

Under His Big Top

The circus of my life,

It’s a trapeze act,

Holding on to Jesus. 

He’s got a tight grip on me,

And we are flyin’ !!!

Then, the degree of difficulty increases. 

I reach for my wife, my kids, 

their families, work and projects. 

My grasp is weak. 

I need more strength!

It’s slippery. 

I fear a misjudgment. 

Somebody’s gonna fall?!?

As we sail overhead,

I pray for His net beneath us.

I can’t always see it,

But I know it’s there.


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