He’s got the whole world in His hands

Whenever I hear this phrase I immediately begin to sing, in my mind of course.

There are many songs and verses that talk about God holding us in His hand, and helping us, carrying us. It is comforting to know that He is always there.

I have memories of holding my dads hand, walking with him. One of my favorite memories is the time he took me out for the day. First we went shopping. I got a new dress! I still remember the fabric, it was a green paisley print, A-line. I did not get many store bought dresses, my mom was a great seamstress so she made my dresses. Then we went out to lunch at a restaurant that faced the ocean. I don’t remember what I had to eat but I do remember that day. It was over 50 years ago, but at times I can still smell the salt air from then. He went to the Lord when I was only 17 so memories like this are few.

I have similar memories from my mother and brother, but they are also gone to be with the Lord, but not as long ago.

So sometimes things happen that make me remember certain days; smells, sights, words. I miss them all, and long to see them again.

But, I have so much here! My hubby David, my children, Luke and Kristen, and all the grandchildren, Lucas, Levi, Eva, Rylan, Kalin, Lavender, and the newest, Tristan (although we call him David, since his middle name is for Grandpa David, lol)

I have friends here, people that I have known for a while, and others that are new friends. I have things that I do as well, travels that we go on as much a possible during this trying time of Covid. Work that we do for church to help others, working around the house. But I still miss the ones gone on before me.

But then I hear a song, or a line from a song, like the one above. Or like the song “On Eagles Wings”. I know, some think of this as a funeral song, but I see it as a hopeful song for living with God.

And the last line is that He will hold you in the palm of His hand.

I realized that He is holding us, after all He wrote our names in His palm. And then I realized, all of us, and that means all of us here and gone before, are in His palm and He is holding us!

So, even though I cannot see my daddy, my mama, my brother, and even though David cannot see his Nana who raised him, and even though all of you cannot see your loved ones, God is holding all of us in His palm.

A comforting thought, in His hand, being held by our Father, soaring up high on eagles wings.