God Your fist opens as the right hand of righteousness and is also the open, beckoning hand of Your welcoming call. Help us to heed Your call.Your hand spreads far and wide. Your touch is gentle yet firm. We welcome Your offering and offer our self in response. For it is we who seek, and You who provide our protection from adversity.You are righteous in all of Your ways. If we can turn toward Your beckoning way, we may know that You impart Your righteousness to us each and every day. You are God and we are Your flock of whom can gather in Your hand under Your watch and feel safe. Lord help us to know that You permeate every corner of our life and are always there. It is us who wrestle with the reins and stubbornly try and lead. If Your hand will hold and guide all, where would we lead ourselves? What more can we do?

Help us to succumb and be disciples. Help us to nurture young believers and offer encouragement toward You. You will guide all Yourself, God. However, You entrust us, Your children, with a commission to tell others. We love You and we can show others our love for You and You will preserve us.All who turn away from You shall surely pass away and all who turn toward You shall surely be preserved.

We heed Your beckoning, we come to Your calling. We rest in Your hand that will hold all. It is beyond our reasoning yet we speak of You Lord – we speak with all of the love and praise of the saved and the preserved! For You are God and we are of Your flock. All flesh shall sing a new song of praise to You as we, ourselves, are renewed. We are a new creation in Jesus Christ and for that all is good. All is protected and all is safe. Your right hand unfurls to provide us a place of rest. If only other could see what we see. Shouldn’t that be the song of our existence?

You are so wonderful, God, and we need to praise You loudly and boldly so when we reach out our hand and we meet with the hand of a lost soul who wanders further into the darkness we are ready to emanate your work and Your Light

We hold tight this grasp and gently bring along a child lost, in despair, so sure that the reins wrestled from You God, are now secure and leading on a good path. How wrong they are and how wrong we were.