“Let me be Your skipping stone,

Let me be the one

With whom you throw into the deep

and let Your will be done.

—

Let me skip along the water

and walk with faith like Peter

Let me never fear of failure but

know Your love runs deeper.

—

So send me out before you, God

behind Your faithful Son.

Send me out into the field

until Your battle’s won.

—

So throw me into the unkown,

so throw me into fear.

Throw me where I don’t want to go,

but always find You near.

—

Let my splash into the surface

be the end of Your great throw.

Let the ripples of my sinking

show Your presence midst the flow.

—

So stretch out wide and stretch our far

but never let me go.

Stretch your arm and skip more stones

‘mong Your children here below.

—

For You are the Great Potter,

and we are but the clay.

You are the Great Maker,

and we are what you made.

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So shape us into skipping stones.

Shape us into ones,

with whom You throw into the deep

and let Your will be done.”

“Skipping Stones”

Sarah Hollinger

August 19, 2010