I
test it.
I
jump far
too wide
climb
strong
too high
run
faster
too long
fall
hard
and it’s deep.
Raise
my hand high
stretch
out on my tip toes
I
feel it brush the tips of my outstretched fingers
I
lose my balance.
Knowledge,
my expected companion, has tripped me.
My
mind manipulates, calculates.
But it surpasses
Dangling from the branch
Grasp
it.
Requires strength
Sink
my teeth
sweet juice spills from my mouth
Be full.
May you have
power, together with the entire Lord’s holy people, to grasp how wide and long
and high and deep is the love of Christ, and to know this love that
surpasses knowledge—that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness
of God.
Ephesians 3:18
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