Reach

"He reached down from on high and took hold of me; he drew me out of deep waters." 

Psalm 18:16

 

People are afraid that if they reach out, they won’t have someone reach back.

So instead of reaching out, we just end up looking at our hands and finding reasons of how unworthy of someone’s reach they are.

When in reality, none of us are worthy of being reached out to, yet somewhere in the middle of our disastrous choices, a man named Jesus stepped out of His Kingdom and became reachable for us.

The ironic part is, He reached out to us first.

He didn’t have to, but He did.

Not only did He, but He wanted to. 
He desired us.

And for us, to reach out to Him, we had no way to reach Him.

We were hopeless.

Our unworthiness of reach was dividing us from this great embrace.

But, He longed for our reach, and we were born to long for His.

And when He reached out to us, He made us worthy of reach.

So, we don’t have to look at our hands to find unworthiness any longer.

Now when we look at our hands, we see His scars that replaced our unworthiness and made us Holy and righteous.

And now all I have to do is realize how worthy of reach He is, and reach to Him.

And He reaches back. Every time.

I’m no longer scared to reach out to anyone else, because if they don’t reach back, I just look at my other hand that is held so tightly by someone who made me worthy of reach.

I’m no longer longing for a reach to validate my worth, but am fully aware of how worthy I am, but not because of me, but because of Him.

Jesus, thank You, for making me worthy.

To You is all the Glory, forever, and ever.

Amen.