Soft Hands

Oh, my weary one. My soft hands have a gentle hold on your heart. Nothing you are going through goes unnoticed by Me. Not a single tear shed is too small for Me to wipe away, nor is any concern too small for Me to attend to. I dominate over injustice. I will teach you to rise above your circumstance – sometimes directing you to take a stance of defiance, and other times a stance of submission.  I will reveal the way you should walk, in due time. For now, simply lean on Me, allowing Me to comfort and console you without worrying about ‘what do to next’. 

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