Swinging

As my son and I were outside today I got a picture of how God helps us....

We were swinging, my son on my lap. He held on to the ropes but I also held on to him. I envisioned this same scenario except it was me sitting on God's lap. I held on to the ropes so I felt like I had some control but also felt the safety of God's arms around me. When went high and low, fast and slow, straight and zig zag but He never let go of me. He never let me fall. Yes, my stomach felt queasy a few times when the swing went higher and higher but God just squeezed me tighter so I could feel His presence. When the ride was over, He set me down on the ground gently.

Thank you Lord for always holding me. And thank you for using something like a swing to make your presence known to me.