You Reach
You Reach
You Reach
to grab hold of the climber falling from the cliff
like a mother stretching to hold her daughter’s hand
to our hearts to light them with Your love
You Reach
to unlock unbelief trapped in hearts
to pick manna from heaven
to hand us Your true bread of life
You Reach
to put Your life on a line
to give us Your heart, dripping with blood
to give us Your forgiveness coated in love
Your reach
We receive
Your gift of life
Your acceptance
Your hand that holds ours
Your provision, safety, security
Your bread of life
Therefore
We reach
to hold the hand of others
to freely give as
We have freely received
This poem is based off of Psalm 57:10. “Your mercy reaches unto the heavens, and Your truth unto the clouds.”
©Jen Miskov and written in March 2004