The other day my son was snacking on Cheese Doodles. He really likes his Doodles. He grabs one off his tray and holds it tightly in the palm of his hand. Sometimes, he’s holds onto it so tight that it forms to his palm. But that Doodle is his and its safe in his hand. My son has a strong grip. Try and take it away, and you’re in for a fight!
When I was in sixth grade I broke the ring finger of my right hand playing Kick Ball. I had my mother’s birthstone ring on my ring finger. Sure enough, my finger had swollen so much and so fast I couldn’t see the band, only the Sapphire.
Needless to say, I went to the emergency room. The doctor had to find the band and cut the ring off. I was so sad, and I felt very bad. After all, it wasn’t my ring. When I left the ER, my finger wasn’t in a splint, my whole arm was in a cast. Right up to the elbow!
On returning to school the next day, my mother had to help me get ready. I realized how careful she was with me that day. Her delicate hands, helping, without causing pain.
At school I had to rely on others to help me. I am right handed, so writing was near impossible. At eleven years old, I found out how important my hand is to me.
Eileen, who sat next to me, had re-arranged my desk to be more efficient, easier to maneuver. She would fill in my worksheets for me and sign my name. At lunch, she unwrapped my PB&J so I could eat without difficulty.
Years upon years later, one wonderful afternoon in March of 2009, my fiancé took my hand in his, declaring his love for me before our family and friends. And I declared my love for him. We were wed.
I’ve experienced the strength of someone who will not let go of what is his.
I’ve been ministered to in a time of need through the hands of family and friends.
Being in the hand of love is amazing.
I have also experienced the love of someone who is not ashamed or afraid to declare his love for me to the world. His love is of truth and forgiveness.
My Lord holds me dearly in His hand. I have committed myself to Him and I am His.
He holds me tight, He holds me near.
My Lord has and will continue to help me, strengthen me, heal me and protect me.
I adorn myself in His word.
In His truth, I am showered with love.
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