Your hand fits in mine Just thought I'd share a thought...   Have you ever had the privilege of holding your grandchild’s hand in yours?   Or perhaps you can recall holding the hand of someone you truly loved in yours?   It doesn't matter how tired and worn those hands look or feel, when that hand is resting in yours it feels so comfortable. It’s a perfect fit. It’s like they were made for each other.   Can you recall those warm feelings?     Our relationship with God is like that. He holds us in the palm of his hand so warmly and reassuringly,.... It's like it’s where it belongs - ISA 41:10      Your palm in my palm, your hand in my hand.   God holds our hand every morning when we wake up.   We live in a beautiful part of town.   Every morning, bright and early the Kookaburras give their morning call.   I go outside and watch the Kangaroos in the top paddock. I lo...

  Part 2 …Game of cards.. Playing The Hand You're Dealt   A carrot, an egg and a cup of coffee. ( author unknown )   You will never look at a cup of coffee the same way again.   A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed, as one problem was solved, a new one arose.   Her mother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire. Soon the pots came to a boil. In the first - she placed carrots. In the second - she placed eggs. And in the last one she placed ground coffee beans. She let them sit and boil; without saying a word.   In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners. She fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl. Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it...