“God holds us in untamed moments.” Ann Voskamp
You held me this week even when I thought you were a million miles away.
You held me through fits of anger until I broke into sobs.
You refused to let go when tears stopped, leaving an aching hole of hurt.
You wrapped your arms tight around me and held on for dear life
but I did not know it.
When I read Ann's words in chapter 9 of One Thousand Gifts, somehow I knew.
This was a rough week, but it's over.
Perhaps the Sabbath rest is about letting go of all of week's toil, celebrating good, and worshiping no matter what.
Birth of fresh hope.