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Written for someone in distress over a loved one`s illness
When you sit with your sorrow; with your grief
Do not let them become a torrent wherein you can easily drown
But rest, quietly, in the warmth and Love of Christ who holds you
He holds you - his child
Each child of His is special to Him
When we come to Him in our grief
He opens His arms to receive us
No matter how unworthy we feel
He is there, ready to welcome us his special child
Rest quietly in His Loving
He will hold you tenderly as a mother holds her child
He will hold you gently as a treasured possession
You are a treasure to Him because you have come to Him
Rest quietly in His Love
Let His Compassion and Mercy o`ershadow you; hold you
Tell Him your troubles
He will listen
In the stillness; in the silence He listens to each and every heart
He knows our every need
Speak with Him
Listen in the Silence as you rest in Him
And He will surely speak
Filling you - his child - with the richness of His Love
Do not be afraid
Succumb to Him
He will not let you fall
Weep with Him as He surely weeps with you
Have Faith - Have Trust
Become a child again
With child-like Faith; with child-like Trust
Come to Him
His arms are ever open
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