I am
well acquainted with God’s Holy Grip. When I press in it is gentle but
powerful, soft but firm. In moments when I’m pulled away or straining against it,
I feel His heavenly grasp tighten, His divine clench stiffen. There are those startling
moments of feet dangling over a precipice, yet I am held firmly in the Savior’s
clutch with no fear of being plucked from His hand. Father, thank You for Your
Mighty Handhold upon me. With Your loving embrace You uphold me, guide me, prod
me, restrain me and comfort me. Though I sometimes try to pull away I do not
resent Your holy restraint.
A DAILY BLOG OF SPIRITUAL INSIGHTS FROM THE MORNING PRAYERS OF DANIEL WILLIAMS
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