It’s hard to imagine the day I will let you go. Place you in the arms of another. A teacher. A caregiver. A nurse. Trusting you into the care of others and into the care of your Father.
Peace comes from leaving you in His hands. Despite fears, circumstances, uncertainties, and unanswered questions.
He holds it all and is watching over you.
With open hands my praise becomes an offering of trust, a full surrender.
You are my precious child, His precious creation.
PSALM 91:11-12 – NIV
For he will command his angels concerning you to guard you in all your ways; they will lift you up in their hands, so that you will not strike your foot against a stone.
