I can almost see it. The word spreads quickly through the city. Her world is being shaken by an unforeseen storm. What will she do?
Quietly, as though not to disturb the holy moment, everyone hurries to their feet and peers over the cloudy edge… watching…holding their breath… waiting to see what she will do.
Slowly, as with one voice, under their breath, they start to implore, “Come on, you can do it. Come on, you CAN do it” repeatedly. As the storm lashes on, the chant becomes louder until it becomes very audible… wanting her to hold on… to trust the Son who has been holding her in His hands.
She doesn’t see it; she doesn’t feel it; she doesn’t hear it. She must just trust …. as heaven stands…… waiting….
The following was inspired by Your Hands by JJ Heller