Dear hands, Be open. Hold on to life until the time is right to let it go. Point the way to the cross where the nails drove through His wrists. Fight for what is right. Gently lead the directionless. Comfort the hurting. Bring home the lost.
Dear hands, Be open. Hold on to life until the time is right to let it go. Point the way to the cross where the nails drove through His wrists. Fight for what is right. Gently lead the directionless. Comfort the hurting. Bring home the lost.
