The glory of the cross lives in me.
The hands that were scarred
and stretched upon a rugged cross
now shield me.
Daily, my soul, heart, and body
are covered—
ministered to,
and made secure.
I am fastened
in the embrace of scarred hands—
never to be removed.
My soul is in awe.
I am filled with reverence
and gratitude
for the depth of care
and protection
poured out upon me.
How can I repay
a gift given
at such great cost?
My soul sings—
with gratitude
for the service
of Your scarred hands
that keep me
warm
and secure.
Indeed, the work of Your hands
upon me
can be seen
and felt.
My soul is being transformed—
by eternal grace,
by power,
by love.
Because of Your pain—
I am made new.
Do not take Your hands from me.
I long to remain
kept within Your wounds
of love.
For within Your wounds
I find my rest.
I never want to be removed
from Your grip of grace.
Dear cherished one here is a journal invitation.
Ask your soul: What would it look like for me to fully rest within His hands?
Write honestly. Let your soul respond without rushing.
Thank you for visiting today!
May you always be Heard & Uplifted!
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