In His Hands
In God’s great hands my name is written down-
-Not lightly, but with bold deliberate strokes;
Engraved forever there for me to see
One day when I come home-
Still following the way.
I cannot fathom why the great “I Am”
Should plan for me to know His pen has traced
The letters of my name -(which He knew first)-
-Except… the joy, the peace, … the confidence
He has- in wondrous ways- to me dispensed.
For when the tragedies of life contain my name
I say, “He knows and Jam not alone.
I trust because I know...He can’t forget...
This trial for me is good…
He loves me yet.”
And so, dear friend, my pen is in my hand
Your name I place upon my palm today.
I promise, as I go about my tasks,
I'll pray for you each time the Spirit asks.
...Sometimes, in gentle gesture... I do close
My fingers there around your precious name...
And hold you close... and know... that God
Is doing just the same.
Joan Clifton Costner
"I will never forget thee……see?
I have engraved your name in the
Palms of My hands....”
"I will never leave thee nor forsake thee....”