Just some thoughts...

This morning Sweetie and I went to a funeral for the father of a friend. At the graveside the Minister made some comments that started me thinking.

He talked about holding hands. How important this simple act is. Remember when you were courting and someone special would hold your hand. What a great feeling. Later you might hold his hand during your wedding. Later still you would hold the hand of a special little one -- the product of your love. As your little one became a toddler you were still holding hands -- to help a beginning walker -- for safety crossing the street -- in a crowded area so no one would get lost. For a time your growing child would try to avoid the hand holding--"Mom! everyone's looking." So you have to let go. Then they, too, would begin the process of hand holding in their own lives.

After many years the act is reversed. Now you are the aging parent and your child holds your hand again, only this time it is for your safety. "Let me hold your hand, Mom,." they will say, "the ground is uneven here." After more years it may be time for your child to finally let go -- to allow you to pass into eternity. However, if Christ lives in you they don't let go and leave you stranded -- they just let go of your earthly hand knowing the Lord is there holding on with his heavenly hand and He won't ever let you go. What a lovely thought. We will never stumble -- He is there holding our hand.

Whose hand do you hold?