To be Held

When our children are small we love to hold them.  Holding them close and snuggling our babies, comforting them and loving them.  I loved those moments.  As my kids have gotten bigger I can't really hold them like that anymore.  Sara my youngest is the only one that I sort of can do that but it won't be much longer.

I remember as a child my mother holding me in her arms.  She would hold me and snuggle and tell me how much she loved me.  She would also hold me when I was upset and I could cry my little eyes out close in her arms.  I felt loved and comforted by being held in my mother's arms.

Well I'm too big to be held by my mother.  (besides she is so tiny and petite and only 5 foot tall and I'm taller than her...) There are times when I want to be held again like a child but who is there to hold me?  There is someone and His hands and arms are strong enough to hold me, love me and comfort me.

My heavenly Father is there to hold me just as a mother holds her child. I've come to really love the feeling of  His hands and arms around me. They bring such comfort to me when in my times of sorrow and such happiness in times of joy and celebration.

He is strong enough to hold all his children.  I'm thankful that I am one of them.  Thank you Lord for holding me.  I love the way you hold me.  It brings great comfort to my soul to be held by You.


Music can be so wonderful and help express the things we feel.  I think Jamie Grace expresses it quite well with this song.