Opening Hands

She gripped tightly to the cold ground. The earth shook beneath her knees. She cried bitterly and could not look to the sky. Everything crumbled around her. A gentle voice from the heavens called her, wooed her, beckoned her to open her hands, “Darling, let go.”

But the earth was all she had ever known. What else was she to do? The earth had been cruel, ugly, dark... but she had nothing else. She gripped even harder.

Again, she heard the words, “Darling, let go.”

Memories of this earth flooded her mind. This place provided her nothing but pain and unfathomable loss. What had she gained from clutching it so tightly? She had given the earth all of her love when in return all she received was grief.

“Darling, let go.”

When she opened her eyes her salty tears fell to the broken ground. Breathing deeply, she slowly opened her hands. The earth crumbled. She knew it would.

But what she didn't know was that she had wings.



"Peace I leave with you; my peace I give to you. Not as the world gives do I give to you. Let not your hearts be troubled, neither let them be afraid." John 14:27