A Vision
In my spirit I "see" a large open hand with upturned palm.... the hand of God. I see little birds coming to alight there, and they feed from His hand. It is a safe place, where they may rest and find nurture.....
They are so tiny and frail..... yet important to Him.
Even as He notices the little sparrows, He notices us and takes thought for our well-being. The hand of God is a hand of love and warmth..... always there..... a hand in which we may always trust.....
"You are of more value than many sparrows. Not one of them is forgotten before God."
Luke 12:6-7 NKJ
© 2004 Arlene Schwartzkopf