In The Palm of His Hands!
Sitting on the porch looking out the screen, looking off into the distance and …
“Lord?”
“Yes!”
“I am back. It seems to be one of those days that I am not sure of myself and I feel like a leaf in the wind being blown back and forth and it causes me to wonder if I am really hearing from you? If I am walking the path that you have set before me? Is this normal, am I missing you, am I off target?”
“No, your not off target. You are where I want you. You are in the place where I can talk to you, reveal myself to you. You are in the place where I can work in you, to mold you and shape you into that vessel that can be used for me.”
“But Lord, it is so uncomfortable. It’s like being on the edge of a cliff and I am about to fall off. I am afraid!”
“I know!”
“I am here. I will not leave you or forsake you. I will hold you in the palm of My Hands. Don’t you remember when you were young and you dreamed that as you were walking down the road that a hand extended from heaven and you stepped into the palm of that hand and were lifted up?”
“Yes Lord, I remember. It gave me such a peace and a rest and a joy.”
“And when I came to know your son Jesus as my Lord and Savior, even then you brought that back to my remembrance and made it more real. It seems like I have forgotten about that doesn’t it?”
“Yes”
“You mean even over the last few years, as I have walked this path, as I have gone through these battles in my life, that even in all of this I was in the Palm of Your Hands?”
“Yes”
“Who do you think has carried you through all of this? I have been with you each and every step of the way and yes, I know it is hard.”
“Even now I am preparing the way before you so that you can put forth my word, to share this hope with others, that they will see that it is ok to have doubts, to have fears, to be afraid and then for my children to realize that they can come to me and talk and share and give me those burdens, those wounds, those hurts and I will replace it with my love, my rest, my peace. I will replace it with faith. With that mustard seed of faith, though small, that will remove those fears, those hurts, those pains and that will allow me to apply my healing to my children’s hearts, to their inner most being.”
“Father, you mean we can experience that even now? Your peace, your joy, your grace?”
“Yes. Are not my mercies new each day. Is not each day a new day, a new beginning, a fresh start when you come to me?”
“Yes”
“Father, thank you for talking to me. Thank you for the rest, the comfort and strength to walk with you and thank you for removing those doubts, those fears. Thank you for holding me in the Palm of Your Hands.”
“Your welcome!”
“Remember I am always here for you and as you seek me, you will find me.”
Till later,
Paul