THE HAND THAT SLIPS

My precious daughter, who has held on with such a strong grip,
The enemy has pulled at you until you feel your faith will surely slip.

Know that once your hand touches mine,
I have to hold tighter to you from time to time.

Life beats you up and causes your faith to stray.
Just remember hold on tighter and you'll find the way.

My hand is always outstretched and reaching to you.
It will guide you and make clear what you are to do.

Little one, to me always confide.
I'll always walk with you side by side.

My hand never goes away - it is always there.
My hand rests on your shoulders to let you know how much I care.

The enemy will always put stumbling blocks all along the way.
Jump that hurdle and keep your hand tightly in mine each day.

When you feel the hand slip from mine,
Dig deeper into My Word and drink of that Sweet Wine.

My Words have always been for you to touch and to guide.
In Me, my child, rest and sincerely confide.

Each day draws us closer in heart and in mind.
You don't have to look far to find others in like kind.

Those are the ones I have for you to touch.
Show them my heart and tell them I love them oh so very much.

When your heart hurts, I also weep.
The hurts in life can go so very deep.

Find others who have a hurting heart,
wrap your arms around them and help them get a new start.

My arms will engulf you and others by your side.
My touch reachs far and wide.

A touch from the Master brings light into your life.
It helps to cover and wipe out all the strife.

Put your head upon my shoulder and wet it with your tears.
Let me comfort you and forever wipe away the fears.

Each new day you lay that burden at my feet,
have faith in me that those burdens I will forever keep.

Walk high and lifted up - look to me beyond the sky.
Be confident and know that you will never again have to ask WHY?

~~ Sharon Lambkin ~~