As I sit here with tears in my eyes I think of my Heavenly Father who holds them all.
How deep His hands must be to hold all those tears that have been cried.
How strong His arms must be to hold us when we’re alone and afraid.
How large His heart must be to love us through the good and the bad.
How knowledgeable His mind to know everything past, present, and future.
How creative and awesome His imagination to have created everything large and small.
How tender a Man to say, “I love you, no matter what you've done.”
I’m thankful for
His hands to hold my tears.
His arms to hold me when I’m feeling alone.
His heart to love me through thick and thin.
His mind that knows both my beginning and my end.
His creativity to have made the large world and my small intricate body.
His tenderness that calls to me and says, “I love you.”
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