We Have Been Found Wanting

On this little marble ball we are spun, and we are strung through the eye of the needle. Waiting to be placed with steady hand, into that little niche that we are destined to fall into. But lo, we fear that place! We tangle and twist, knotting ourselves up, tight and bound. The thread, in our mind, is simply not strong enough to handle the stress, the burden, the strength needed to remain steadfast and true. We have been found wanting!

Certainly it is truth. Many have fallen from the eye, many have been bound too tightly, many slip away from that glorious place of which they were put with such grace. We are of the same string, none of us worthy to cut ourselves away from the bonds of those who came before us.

No, a new thread had to be spun in, intertwined with us, sharing with us, taking our weakness upon itself and making us strong as we aught to be. However invisible, its grasp is felt as strong as a fathers loving hug. To deny it is to be cut off, lost in a midst of mindless wanderings. To accept it is to relinquish every fiber of our being to what has been bound to us. Knowing we will be stretched, pulled, and worn while having faith in that which surrounds us to keep us from being torn.

We have been found wanting, but we will want no more!