Saturday, September 16, 2017

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

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