How marvelous and instructive is your Hand, Lord. It’s the same gentle Hand that puts my heart at ease and its the same mighty Hand that rebukes me. O’ where would I be without your Heavy Hand, Father. A lost and miserable man would I be; wandering through the desert with no hope in sight seeking for water and not finding it. O’ how strong is your conviction when your Heavy Hand is upon me; such a heavy, intense weight is placed on my soul. How my flesh wants to ignore, defy, and flee it, but Your Holy Spirit whispers to me that I be still and come back to You. Yes, Your Heavy Hand shows me the wicked error of my ways. Your Heavy Hand reveals how my sins try to disconnect me from You. But your Heavy Hand won’t let me go because I am your's, Lord. Just as a father disciplines the son in whom he delights, so it is when Your Hand is over me. Thank you, Abba! You rebuke those that you love; ones that You call Your children. Father, Your Hand helps me to repent of my sins and gui
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