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 being pulled away or straining
against it, I feel His heavenly grasp tighten, His divine clench stiffening. There
is no escape from the Good Shepherd’s hand. There are those startling moments
of my feet dangling over a precipice, yet still, I am held firmly in the
Savior’s clutch with no fear of being plucked from His hand. Father, I 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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