Take My Hand
He invited me to hold His hand and when I placed my hand on His hand something changed. If I could explain it simply, I relate it to how the woman with the issue of blood must have felt when she just but touched the hem of His garment.
I felt peace flowing inside of me, I felt this great love and joy engulf me, something that I had never experienced in my life.
My goodness, everyday we hear His messengers talking to us everywhere even in the streets, some preachers who look crazy and we turn our heads away because we are busy with more important things to do. We doubt them or are suspicious of them.
I am the way the truth and the life, no one comes to the Father expect through me.
At times I think maybe I’m crazy because when I try to share this feeling with others, I find that most people have not experienced this depth.
Jesus Christ is real. I know I am not crazy, I have experienced Him myself and I want others to know and feel His love. Once you grab a hold of that hand, you will never feel like letting go because there is no human feeling that can ever satisfy.