Stretched
Personal and spiritual growth
is like a rubber band ...
Stretched beyond our limits,
or so we think .... we'll snap
We need only to remember ....
Who is doing the stretching
For He will not take us farther
beyond what we are able to endure
It hurts, its uncomfortable, we may even cry
but we come out stronger for it
We grow in wisdom, we grow in love
as to what others are going through
Yes, that rubber band may stretch
but it will never break in His loving Hands
Copyright © Bev Edwards - Walther | Year Posted 2007
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