What are you grasping for? Grasping at? Digging your claws deep into so you don't slip and fall? The slope of life is muddy and this world doesn't offer much substance to satisfy or sustain.
I speak from experience.
My heart has grasped for significance, acceptance, and understanding. And I never found it in men, money, college degrees or my job. Even my hubby and children can't fix that and I have been guilty of putting that pressure on them in the past.
Now, my heart daily tries grasping for meaning and purpose to be found only in God. I find it when I I obey Him. I find it when I serve others with love. When I pray for others. Simply put... when I seek him, ponder his works, his wonders and when I dwell in his word and presence I find what my whole self seeks: purpose and hope.
Yet, I still have moments when chocolate or a good cup of java feels like a temporary grasp of goodness. Temporary...unlike God who is everlasting and in where my identity rests.
"For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also." Matthew 6:21 NIV
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