Take My Hand

              On one of our visits to our second daughter’s family, her youngest, two-year old Katharine, took my hand, looked up at me with her soft, bright blue eyes, and said, “Come.”  No hesitation on my part, I went!! J  She then proceeded to lead me upstairs to tour the second floor of their home, where she showed me her brothers’ rooms as well as her room she shared with her older sister.  As we walked, we carried on a very lively conversation, and I actually learned a great deal.  It was one of those special “Grandma moments,” the kind that makes any Grandma’s heart swell with joy.

               Several days later I read a devotion entitled, “Come to Me.”  After reading its message, I couldn’t help but be reminded of little Katharine’s welcoming hand.  Jesus, too, has a welcoming hand.  Matthew 11:28 states, “Come to me, all you who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.”  That’s such a comforting and gentle command.  As Jesus extends His Hand to you, grab hold and enjoy the walk with Him.  He has much to tell you.

“…and the one who comes to Me I will by no means cast out.”  John 6: 37