Jacob won the victory, not by wrestling, but by clinging.
I could say so many cliche-type things; I could quote a zillion scriptures; I could go on and on and on and on. Ya’ know?
I’m tired of wrestling and I’m about exhausted from clinging.
If I sound desperate it’s because I am – desperate for God to do something in response to my endless prayers.
Lord, if I walk away with a limp so be it – I am holding on by a thread, but I am holding on.