let's hold hands

Last night, John and I were talking. I told him that the last week I feel more like roommates that babysit a lot rather than a married couple. He agreed. We decided it was because our girls have both been sick and we are worn out and stressed out and honestly are doing our best to be good parents first. This is a tough issue for many parents I would guess. It is so easy to put marriage on the back burner when you have children. Especially when you have sick children. We were laying there with Lily – one of her tiny hands on my cheek the other on her daddy’s - and john said, “I need to hold your hand more….”

And there it was. The answer to our week not feeling married. Let’s hold hands. And you know what; it was exactly what we needed. Something as small as holding hands reminded us that we are husband and wife. To us, holding hands is a big thing. We held hands as a dating couple and it is something we always want to continue. As I lay there holding his hand, God reminded me that I need to hold His hand at the same time. When I hold John’s hand and the Hand of the Creator, all is right in the world. I prayed for a long time last night to hold the Hand of My Big God throughout my days. Just like with John, when I let go of God’s hand, I feel disconnected…..and that is not a feeling I enjoy.

Are you holding His Mighty Hand this day?