only human
funny. i knew it was going to happen. something had to.
unstoppable; my arms outstretched, begging to embrace the moon
he had to lasso me down. rip away my pride. leave me -- totalled.
like my car on the long strip of asphalt crawling with vehicles filled with faces staring into my life thanking God it wasn't them.
glimpses of grace like yellow crayon scribbled on black paper:
the business across the street offering help, the policeman's compassion, my friends, hurriedly rushing and caring, my husband, wrapping me so tightly my heart squeezed out.
inside i'm still racing, arms outstretched, trying to catch the moon.
but soon someone will lift me up, ever so gently, so i can see it's really only cheese.
and i, really am, only human.
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Aging (and accidents) bring us crashing up against the wall of our human finiteness, reminding us we're not omnipotent. Sometimes slowing down is the best preventative for a total soul-crash. "Wait for the Lord; be strong, and let your heart take courage..." (Ps 27:14)
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