I noticed one morning that the girls was each in their own bedroom but was laying half way in the hallway with heads pointing towards one another and holding hands.
As long as their faces were turned to one another and their hands touched they somehow knew everything would be okay.
You know, sometimes it seems that God is so near but at other times we experience insecurity and uncertainty when we face challenges that seem to zap every ounce of strength that we have. Sometimes our faith is being tested through those moments, hours, or even years of life.
The Lord keeps me reminding me that my true security is found in Him regardless of my situation. He is my strength when I am tired. He is my rock when the ground is unstable. He is my my life boat on troubled sea. He is MY EVERYTHING.
What a friend we have in Jesus! How comforting to know that His FACE is ALWAYS towards me and His HAND ALWAYS has mine!
Hugs and blessings, Cindy