I'm a big holding hands proponent. In our busy city, I see parents letting their children race in front of them through a crosswalk or crowded parking lot. I think of how important the protective touch of a parent's hand can be to grab their child out of the way of an oncoming car or one that is backing up without noticing that there's a little one nearby. However, children can pull against that kind of control. They resist the restraint. (Join me for the rest of this post on Sunday, October 28th, at Woman to Woman Ministries where each Sunday I share a bit of Sunday Soul Food!)
still following,
Amen to his holding hand, helping hand, knowing hand, etc. All we have to do is reach out and take his hand, but sometimes in my humanness, I forget to accept what is so readily given. However, I am glad his hand is there and such a comfort.
ReplyDeleteI, too, am so thankful that God doesn't let go of me, though at times I've pulled against Him!
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