I don’t have the words or the courage to blog about the range of emotions I have felt this week…all I can say is that I am doing everything I can to hold on.
Realizing that His grip is much stronger than mine. The beauty is that I am holding on to Him, but that what is much more important is that He is always holding me.
“I’m holding onto Your Divine love, I’m holding on and I’m not letting go;
It’s not my zeal, it’s that Your love is strong; it’s not my strength, it’s that You’re faithful….”
I remember other moments in my life when I felt like I was going to crumble a part. But my Father has always held onto me. When I am weak, He is strong. It’s okay to be weak – He wants to be strong for me.
“My soul clings to you;Your right hand upholds me.”
Keeping that verse on repeat in my mind.