My daughter told me that my grandson refuses to hold her hand. Still, she reaches for his hand and gets a firm grip and he struggles to break free of it so he can move ahead to do what ever he wants to do.
When my grandson came to visit with us, there were many circumstances that he needed for me to hold his hand. When walking around the swimming pool I held his hand, when we went walking down the sidewalk I held his hand, & when getting up and down on the kiddie rides at Chucky Cheese I held his hand.
He sure didn't like anyone to firmly hold his hand. The little guy is not even two years old yet! YOU HAVE TO HOLD HIS HAND!
From the day we are born, we spend alot of time trying to do things our own way. It seems that during the most difficult times we fight the hardest to be independent.
That's when God reaches out and holds onto us even tighter. He knows when we need His hand the most, and he refuses to let go of us.
Have you come to understand His love for you to the degree that you understand the protection in His hand and instead of feeling restrained, you ask for it on a daily basis?
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