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I’m not saying that I have this all together, that I have it made. But I am well on my way, reaching out for Christ, who has so wondrously reached out for me. Friends, don’t get me wrong: By no means do I count myself an expert in all of this, but I’ve got my eye on the goal, where God is beckoning us onward—to Jesus. I’m off and running, and I’m not turning back.
Philipians 3:12 -14
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I awake in a whirlwind
Head spinning, mind racing,
Chewing on what-if’s.
Falling forward
Tumbling backward
Drifting in circles
Round a well-worn path.
I travel here often.
Out of breath,
Going nowhere.
Press pause.
What I know is
I don’t know much.
A glimmer of something
Bright and gentle
Catches me
Right outside my periphery.
A respite,
A steady, tranquil presence
Whose gladness is wide as skies.
I can see it,
I can see you, and I
Reach, reach, reach, and I
Take one step, and I
Lock my eyes with yours
Bind my heart to yours
Join my hope with yours,
My hands are clasped in yours
And I forget the whirlwind,
Leave behind what happened.
I run for your invitation, and I
Center myself
On one thing:
You.
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Jessica Cotten
