When my hand flails and fails to find a friend Always it is caught in yours Lord. Grace encircles sorrow In silence you respect and touch my ache. You shelter this heart. Where all is lost there you are found. Held in a blessing I am.
Known, loved and chosen before the world was formed You were held and moulded in the Father’s hands. Eternity was placed tenderly, carefully into your deepest parts.
What is this eternal life? To know Him. Father. Son. Holy Spirit. This journey you thought you had chosen Had chosen you. Forever.
Do not lose heart, dear one. you cannot lose this gift of Life This knowing of Him. You are entwined and should your grasp fail He still holds you. You cannot be snatched away.
Though outwardly, things are lost Inwardly LIFE is renewed daily whether felt or not. This knowing of Him, expanding like the universe.
Suffering casts a shadow strangely like a cross over you and takes you to Him who seemed to lose His life yet gained a resurrection a victory, a family, you and me.
The King of eternity has claimed us Life is yours. And mine. All will be well.