I Felt Your Hand

I felt your hand

I felt Your hand

gently upon my shoulder.

“Fear not, my child.

You must be bolder.”

 

I felt Your breath

upon my neck,

whispering in my ear,

“Don’t look at the speck.”

Your booming voice

came gently to my ears—

“Tomorrow is in My hands.

Worry not about the years.”

 

I felt Your arms

carry me o’er rock and dale.

“Be still, my child.

I have yet to fail.”

Martin Wiles

Martin Wiles lives in Greenwood, SC, and is the founder of Love Lines from God. He is a freelance editor, English teacher, pastor, and author. He serves as Managing Editor for both Christian Devotions and Vinewords.net and is an instructor for the Christian PEN (professional editor’s network). Wiles is multi-published author. His most recent book, Grits, Grace, and Grands, is available on Amazon. He and his wife are parents of two and grandparents of seven. He can be contacted at [email protected].

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3 comments

  1. Thank you for this lovely reminder. I love poetry and this was particularly poignant.

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