But sometimes we need to be carried. Sometimes we can’t take another step. There are injuries that make us crawl and then we realize that getting up is impossible. Impossible. Yes, there are injuries that make it impossible to get up. It’s in those moments that we finally acknowledge that we need picked up and carried.
It’s not about failure or quitting. It’s about realizing that no matter how strong or driven or compassionate we are that we need to be carried. It’s ok. We will walk again. We will run again. But for now, we need those strong arms to carry us.
If you’ve fallen. If you’re injured. Take comfort that we have a savior that gladly picks us up and carries us.
Luke 15:3 Then Jesus told them this parable: 4 “Suppose one of you has a hundred sheep and loses one of them. Doesn’t he leave the ninety-nine in the open country and go after the lost sheep until he finds it? 5 And when he finds it, he joyfully puts it on his shoulders 6 and goes home. Then he calls his friends and neighbors together and says, ‘Rejoice with me; I have found my lost sheep.’