There have been several thrilling proclamations in my life: "Will you marry me?"
"It's a boy!" "I love you, Mommy." "Mom, we're expecting." and others.
One of the sweetest comes when Ella's blue eyes and sweetheart face turn up, and she says, "I want to hold you." I melt into a puddle.
I wonder if God feels the same way when we accept His outstretched arms? After all, He wants to hold us, to take us with His right hand, to hold us in the palm of His hand, to comfort, bless, and warm us.
Dear Father, I accept your arms of love today and forever.
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