Lifted Up
Last night, Harley discovered the pull chains on the ceiling light/fan. Far beyond her reach, she circled underneath it, crying, and frustrated. This morning, after we were all up and ready for the day, I found her curled up asleep on the piano. I suspect she spent most of the night trying to get at those pull chains.
As soon as she was awake, it began again. So I lifted her up so she could play with the chains for a few minutes. I know, I've probably started something I'll regret later, but it reminded me of something very important.
Sometimes, I feel like God calls me to do things that are just beyond my abilities, or I try on my own and just fail miserably. But it is God's grace through Jesus Christ who lifts me and supports me so I can do and be that which is more than I am.
As soon as she was awake, it began again. So I lifted her up so she could play with the chains for a few minutes. I know, I've probably started something I'll regret later, but it reminded me of something very important.
Sometimes, I feel like God calls me to do things that are just beyond my abilities, or I try on my own and just fail miserably. But it is God's grace through Jesus Christ who lifts me and supports me so I can do and be that which is more than I am.
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