Heavenly hands

Have you ever just gazed at a sweet baby's little hands? Or ever wondered at the strength of their smallness?

Lately I have been obsessed with Karissa's little hands. She has begun to hold me while she nurses. It made me reflect on how fragile and precious life can be. Infants depend on us to nourish, care for, and love them. When seeking comfort they cling to us with their tiny hands. Its sweet feeling their soft little hands grasp your big rough hand, as if asking for help. It made me compare it to my need for Christ. There are times in my life I feel fragile and in need of comfort. I reach out and cling to my heavenly Father for that feeling of safety and love. Like a child I need comfort and reassurance that it will be okay, that I am safe with Him. "Show Your marvelous loving-kindness by Your right hand, O You who save those who trust in You from those who rise up against them. Keep me as the apple of Your eye; Hide me under the shadow of Your wings." Psalm 17: 7-8 

So whenever you feel fragile and helpless, think of this verse. Remember we just have to call out and reach for our Heavenly Father's hand to comfort us. :) <3