"Great is our Lord and mighty in power; His understanding has no limit." Psalm 147:5
The tranquil beauty of contained waters remind me of God, the Maker of all things and our constant, abiding Comforter.
Can't you just imagine the shoreline as the outline of God's Mighty Hands... carefully holding each and every tear we've cried? Whether tears of joy, sorry, excitement, anger, pain, delight, fright -- He has collected and knows the reason for each one. As a child of God, our tears don't fall on the harsh, unresponsive, cold ground, but into the loving, caring, faithful Hands of our Father. Not a single tear is lost, missed or unaccounted for by our Father. And more importantly, each one matters.
Thank You, Father, for knowing and caring for me so completely. From You, i have no hidden joy or sorry. You who knows all, can be trusted with all. Help me release any and all fears, doubts and troubles to You. I want to rest in Your still waters of peace.
we are loved and chosen by God,
may we live, love and do like we believe it,
veneal
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