Loose Hands
I must remember —
Pray with my hands open
Not with them folded,
Not holding on to my will.
Not facing down,
Not closed to what may come.
But palms open to heaven,
Ready to let go,
Ready to receive.
The Lord giveth
and the Lord taketh away
In times of plenty
In times of want
In times of love
In times of doubt
In times of much uncertainty
His name shall still be praised.
The Lord is good,
His love never fails.
He is slow to anger,
Abounding in love.
He gives good gifts–
do I trust enough to receive?
He takes charge of our days–
do I have faith to believe?
With loose hands I come
Bearing a weighty heart
I take all my cares
my doubts
my fears
my hopes
and hold them out
in my loose hands —
And trust You will take them
out of my hands
and replace them
with Yours.