This world – these words and family and fun times – I’ve been hanging on too tight.
I say “We only have this one chance, this one life.”
I don’t want to waste it, to do too little, experience less than I could, but really, it’s only a drop in the bucket, as they say. I never understood that before, and I’m not sure I fully do now, but I see it a little more clearly.
This life, it’s not going to be around for long.
I look at the things I love, the people, my children’s faces, and I want to hang on forever and not let go. I can’t let go. But, they are not really mine after all. They are a gift, to be enjoyed and set free.
I can’t hold tight forever, because time ticks on.
Although this life is short, I was wrong. It’s not my only chance.
There are good things ahead, heaven really does wait for me.
It’s not just an imagination or a wonderland, it’s a real place made for me by the One who hangs on and never lets go.
And I give unto them eternal life; and they shall never perish, neither shall any man pluck them out of my hand. ~ John 10:28
I can’t number my days. I don’t know when I’ve been enough. When my journey will call me on, no bags required.
I do know today though. I know I need to love fiercely, but loosely. I can’t hang on too tight.
This isn’t my final destination. I’ll get another shot, new life in the very presence of the One who breathed life into me.
Not very long ago, that thought made me want to stop the clock, freeze time and hang on tight, but heaven is becoming real. I’m understanding more and more just how far God’s love reaches.
I don’t want these gifts I’ve been given to be pried from my tight fingers. I want to live with open hands, ready to receive and give back.
I’ve been hanging on too tight.