Hold Fast

Satan never sleeps... We can be sure that the archenemy of the King is ever seeking to kill, steal, and destroy all that is precious to Him. As His beloved children, be assured that we're tops on his hit list. The Enemy loves nothing more than to throw off our foothold and send an ambush to wrench us away from all the Father has for us. In those times, I hear the still, small whisper, "Hold fast! You're in My hands!"

Hold Fast

Oh, tender heart,

hold fast to hope

when dreams run deep

and life

strains to contain them.

Hold fast to hope

when longing aches

a heart weary of patience

and tender love is

elusive as the sacred stars.

Hold fast

when flesh demands freedom

and pigtail-wishes

vanish with vapor clouds

as the sky weeps.

Hold fast, My child,

for I hold fast

to you...

"Brethren, do not think it strange concerning the fiery trial which is to try you as though some strange thing happened to you. But rejoice to the extent that you partake of Christ's sufferings, that when His glory is revealed, you may also be glad with exceeding joy."

-1 Peter 4:12-13