My hands are cupped together, filled to overflowing with all of my problems, struggles and heartbreaks. Jesus is standing facing me with His hands cupped together under mine.
They are so big in comparison and everything that overflows is caught by Him.
He is asking me if I will just let His hold those things
instead of trying to stuff them into my little, overwhelmed hands.
Then I realize, my hands just aren't BIG enough to handle it all
but Jesus' hands are more than capable.
If only I would let him hold these things.