I walk with him across the snowy parking lot.
clinging tightly to his hand.
He’s only 3 years old,-
too young to trust that he will hold mine.
I hold their hands.
Â And think of how You hold mine.
They will get older.
I will not hold their hand.
I will never outgrow my need to have
YouÂ Â Â Â hold Â Â Â mine.
Psalm 139:Â 10. . . even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast.
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Such wisdom you share…