Wrestling . . .

This morning I read about Jacob wrestling with God to obtain his blessing and I thought:

How could You let me take hold of You,
grabbing and straining in the middle of the night?
How could you let me grapple You to a tie,
and pop out the socket of my thigh?
Is this the normal way to gain a blessing,
am I to even strive all my life?
and if it is, would you bless me again?
I’d wrestle You every night.

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About B Treece
loved by God before I ever loved Him, saved by grace alone through faith alone in Christ alone by the authority of the Bible alone to the glory of God alone, made to enjoy Him forever, happily married with wonder-filled children.

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