Lose Your Clutch on Everything Temporal – Jim Elliot

by | February 17, 2018

Father, let me be weak that I might lose my clutch on everything temporal. My life, my reputation, my possessions, Lord, let me lose the tension of the grasping hand. How often I have released a grasp only to retain what I prized by “harmless” longing … Rather, open my hand to receive the nail of Calvary, as Christ’s was opened—that I, releasing all, might be released, unleashed from all that binds me now. He thought Heaven, yea, equality with God, not a thing to be clutched at. So let me release my grasp.

– Jim Elliot –