I’d love to say that I’ve lived a life of faithfully clinging to God’s word, running to him in every season. But to say that would simply be a lie. I’m much better at clinging to the dust of this world than to life found in his word. But, in seasons of suffering and grief, I’ve learned that healing and hope are found when I let go of the dust and cling to God. And it has been my Bible that reminds me of God’s goodness and helps me loosen my grip on the things of this world, so that I can open my hands and gain so much more.
