It comes.

The crisis.

That awkward situation that can’t be undone.

The wrapping up of a chapter, tightly twirled into a neat and perfect chrysalis, and we wait with dripping impatience for the birth of the new.

And we scramble.

We turn left and right, to doctors, professors, pastors, turning and turning until we spin dizzy with answers that are anything but Him.

And then He peels back the layers and the wing starts to emerge, and we see.

The pressure on the torso begins to lift and the rib cage has space in the parentheses to expand, and we start to see through clouded skies that neither death nor life nor present nor future nor height nor depth …


can separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.

And we exhale and watch our help unfold in the name of the Lord, maker of heaven and earth.



“Nothing in my hands I bring; simply to thy cross I cling …”

~ from the hymn, ‘Rock of Ages’



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10 thoughts on “nothing

  1. Breath of fresh air, Kate! Your words remind me of how quickly I go “in search of” answers that are not the TRUE source of my hope and trust!
    Thank you for sharing your words tonight!

  2. Lovely post, Kate! I referenced this same passage in my post too! Great minds think alike. So grateful that nothing can separate us from His love…much as we might try sometimes.

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