Holding on

When my heart aches and feels like it will break, I cling to the promises of God’s love.

When the tears stream down, and I don’t know if they will stop, I hold onto the arms of my Savior.

As the waves of grief threaten to pull me under, I reach out for the hand that holds me.

When it is hard to find the words needed even to pray, I thank the Lord for interceding on my behalf.

When I feel like falling to the ground and not moving, God provides me the strength to take that next step.

When peace washes over me in a way that calms the storms, I stop and thank my Heavenly Father, who has never left my side.

Dear Lord, Thank you for being my rock and refuge.