In His Hands

Everything I'm searching for

if found in His hands...

For He holds the present...
Moving toward the future....

With the power to free me from my past.

In His Hands.....

The gentle caress of those hands

upon a tired face...
Healing touch that is defined by His Grace..

To love, to care, to lift and breathe life into

my frail body...

All found In His Hands...

Hands that show the scars put there by the

worst of humanity...

How could we ever lay hold of His Hands?

But we did...
He allowed us to place a Romans spike in the palm.
He laid there on that cross when He could have called

down 10,000 legions of angles to defend Him...
But He didn't..
He received the sin nail

In His hands.

So why would I want to be anywhere else

but In His Hands?

Why would I seek to control my own life..

when the darkness of my own heart wants

to see me destroyed?

This day....
This moment...
I choose to stay

IN HIS HANDS!

God on you...

mbb