Wednesday, February 9, 2011

The Suitcase: A Poem

With timorous faith
I tiptoe toward Your throne
To tender my request—
Too large for me to carry,
Like Daddy’s suitcase*—
As salvation.

Therefore since we have a great high priest who has passed through the heavens—Jesus the Son of God—let us hold fast to the confession.  For we do not have a high priest who is unable to sympathize with our weaknesses, but One who has been tested in every way as we are, yet without sin. Therefore let us approach the throne of grace with boldness, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us at the proper time (Hebrews 4:14-16, HCSB).


  1. Love it! Suitcase feels even heavier when you don't understand exactly what you're carrying (i.e., why you're sad).

    Beautiful scriptures. Our small group has been studying Hebrews. We'll go over Chs. 10-11 on Tues. My pastor calls Hebrews 11 the "hall of faith," so I'm pretty excited about studying it.

  2. @Brandee Shafer Hmmm, interesting thought about the suitcase being heavier when not understood. Intriguing. Thanks for that.

    Several times I've been able to study Hebrews in a group setting, and now I keep going back there. Yes, Hebrews 11 is commonly called that. Brave people and beautiful words there. It's still being written among the persecuted church today, in a sense.

    God bless you, Brandee!


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