The Quickening to Clutch: An Object, a Lesson
To clutch a thing is to take fast hold of it, especially in the event in which you’ve stumbled, been knocked or bumped into, or have previously lost it and want to remember to hold fast to it for sake of memory, guarding and keeping. It’s the act of being on public transportation and holding your personal effects under your arm or tightly against your person because you don’t know who’s surrounding you. It’s how you instinctively hold your belongings when you’re ambulating through an unvetted crowd. Or how you hold fast to your items when you’re a passenger and the traveling vehicle encounters a bumpy, tumultuous road.
As you know, nothing here comes without narrative, narration. The clutch is no exception. Along with it being a VGB carry-on—as imperative and declarative— it’s also an object metaphor for you to hold-fast to all that belongs to you.
As part of the spiritual warfare in this life, we are constantly faced with environments and circumstances whose diabolical purpose is to take us out of our minds and cause us to set our gifts aside. Their aim is to displace our focus from our power source, testimony, ancestral memory and supernatural mandate; shifting us to immaterial distractions that do not belong to us. Fretting, worrying, engaging the fear-based discourse from others’ mistreatment/scheming/sabotage are all snares to cause us to set down our gifts and piddle with matters that are diverting our gaze that do not matter to us in the grand scheme. But these same snares’ role is to augment their impact in our lives and masquerade as if they are ambassadors, gatekeepers, or judges of who we become when the opposite is true. Their role is to produce obeisance from you, causing you to stop, mesmerised at their pile of discombobulation and displace your reverence— as if that pile were an altar.
To what are we holding fast, clutching to ourselves along our journeys? We are holding fast to memories of our ancestors’ overcoming, our history, and our triumph. We ar holding fast to the memory of the enemies’ expiration date and that it is we who must make unchristianized declarations of their demise and the direction to which the consequences should head in their lives. We are clutching the records of our triumphs, and the affirmations of why we are continuing. We are holding fast to the Truth, and all that Truth tells us about our When and Where. We are holding fast to Wisdom and her proverbs; to understanding of our times and the motive of our continuing. We are holding fast to our dignity!
Whatever it is you are clutching—not out of fear but with the resolution of affirmation and confirmation—continue without setting down or being easily removed from what belongs to you.
