“John 10 about Jesus being the Good Shepherd.”
“I know that one,” she said. I reached my arm around her waist and drew her to me.
“And Papa, what’s your favorite verse?”
“That I may know Christ and the power of his resurrection.”
She hesitated, then answered thoughtfully,“I don’t think I know that one.”
As I took her hand and placed her other hand into it, I said, “Another favorite is John 10, verse 28.” I folded her little fingers around her hand, and continued, “ ‘No one can grab your hand out of my grip,’ Jesus said.”
“Really, they can’t?”
I took those two little cupped hands into my hand. “Nope, no one.”
Her eyes twinkled as she looked up at me. “I do remember hearing that verse.”
“You’re so smart. Do you also remember when you were two years old and your grandfather held your hand to lead you to the party?
“No,” she replied. “But when Pappy takes my hand in his big hand, I feel safe and happy.”
I looked into those big eyes and thought, Oh, to be like that child!
“Wouldn’t it warm our Heavenly Father’s heart, as He grips our hand to make us feel secure, if we gripped His hand back?”
Next time someone holds your hand, let it remind you of the comfort, security and joy when Creator Father, gripping our human hand, leads us where we need to go.