The One that Almost Got Away . . .
The other morning...the pug got away.
Extreme panic.
I had stopped
and the leash slipped right through my hand.
I didn't know if he'd come back
because the harder I chased him,
the farther & faster he ran.
But when I enticed
with open arms
and a voice that beckons ...
He'll come running.
The Perfect Father.
He won't panic
when I run off after my own ambitions
when my heart has wandered
when my thoughts have drifted afar
I won't slip
farther than He can grasp
beyond hearing His voice
out of reach of His unfailing love
I cried out, “I am slipping!” but your unfailing love, O Lord, supported me. Psalm 94:18
He will not let you stumble; the one who watches over you will not slumber. Psalm 121:3
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