Held

20161025_230702Held. I snapped this picture when I was on a cruise the fall of 2016.  To me, the sun looks like it is being held by the clouds.

It reminds me that  I am held.  What a lovely, wonderful, empowering, and joyful thought that I am held.   Unlike the sun in this photo, the hands that hold me are not made of mist that will melt and disappear.

No, the hands that hold me will never fade or disappear,  They are strong hands, larger than the universe and more powerful than any sun. These hands are unchanging, ever present and faithful. They are rock solid.  These hands that hold me tight bear scars.  Like the rainbow in the heaven, these scars remind me of His promises.

“See, I have engraved your name on the palms of my hands; you walls are ever before me.” Isaiah 49:6.   Jesus repeated the promise in John 10:29.  “My Father, who has given them to me, is greater than all; no one can snatch them out of my Father’s hand.”  I am held by my Father!  What joy to know that no matter the circumstances I face, I am held.  He holds me gently, firmly, and lovingly and nothing and no one can ever take me out of His hold.

As a child, I remember cuddling up to my grandfather.  He would put his arm around me, and give me a squeeze.  I was held.  In that hold I found comfort, acceptance, safety, peace and love.  So it is with My Father!  He holds me close – closer then my very breath.  He knows my every thought, circumstance and fear.  And in spite of how badly I may have behaved, He loves me and offers me comfort and welcomes me into His perfect embrace.

Like my grandfather, He pulls me closer when I draw near.  He squeezes me letting me know that “He’s got this” that I am safe.  My grandfather has been gone a long time, but my Father is ALWAYS here.  And no matter my circumstances today, “He’s got this.”

Hold me tight Father, for this little girl is sometimes afraid.  Chase the fears away and let me once again rejoice in Your all powerful presence and amazing love for me.  As I dwell under Your wings, and meditate on Your loving kindness and goodness, chase my fears away and let Your Joy take their place.  Thank you Daddy, for holding me close.  I love you.

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