Promises of this world are threads.
Weak and so easily snapped on their own.
When we only look to ourselves and find strength in ourselves we wonder why the threads don't hold. We seek our own selfish desires and place our longings into things that do not last.
Let us let go of ourselves and reach for something more.
Let us see how small the things of this world really are.
Let us find the true glory in what creation holds.
Let us find freedom tomorrow in today's surrender.
The worries we hold on to, the empty hopes we reach for will never give us what we seek.
It is when we let everything go
and reach out with empty hands
when our lives become full.
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