Thursday, May 1, 2008

Lemons

I think my hands are like my soul, in that I seldom realize how many cracks and abrasions I have on my hands until I squeeze lemons.
Father, will you take this season and squeeze a "lemon" over my soul?

5 comments:

kirsten said...

that is such an insightful question!!

when life gives us lemons, & all that: embracing those refining times that reveal the cracks in our soul.

painful/wonderful thought.

perfect imperfection said...

This was an amazing read for me! What a truely wonderful concept.

Anonymous said...

...and as we experience the burn and sting of being reminded that we are fallible when you squeeze this "lemon", would you please let us embrace that suffering like we embrace your cross, and may you heal us Lord, from the abrasions on our soul that keep us from being truly whole... amen.

Jessica said...

Good word, MB
I love you my dear sweet friend

perfect imperfection said...

Early next week we should know if we got the townhouse! Im so excited. I also got a call on a job from Win River today! Wahoo! Miss ya!!