When guiding children across busy
traffic we tell our children to hold our hand tightly, but we do not depend
upon their grip; no, we grab them with a vice grip. It is incredibly comforting
to know that I live in the firm grasp of God; His grip on me is much firmer
than my grip on Him. His Word clutches the strings of my heart, His Will clings
to my own, I cannot simply pull way. At
times I struggle against His embrace, only to be pulled tighter by His Holy
Hand. Father, You are the “The Lord my Keeper”, thank You for Your encircling
Love. Your love has no limit, Your care has no measure.
A DAILY BLOG OF SPIRITUAL INSIGHTS FROM THE MORNING PRAYERS OF DANIEL WILLIAMS
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