In the arms of Jesus

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He threatens and my heart catches in my throat.

God, no!

My mind runs ahead, imagining the scenario.

I am horrified

shaken to the core.

This beautiful boy with so much life to live

He can't mean it!

I mentally snatch him up in my arms

and run, run, run

to lay him in the arms of Jesus.

Please, please, Lord - keep him safe

I don't know if he's serious

or if he's just mad right now,

but I'm scared.

My heart is racing,

tears fill my eyes

an ache wrenches my chest

panic sets in

and then

...

Jesus.

Be still, my child.

I've got this.

I love this boy

more than you could ever know.

He's been        mine since
birth. I have plans for him and I
 will see them  through  to fruition.

Don't believe the lies of the enemy

I will surround this boy with love

with a hedge of protection

because of my great love

and because one day

he will do great 

things for

me.

My heart settles

ceases it's trembling

faith and trust

rush in.

Peace pushes away fear.

I draw a deep, cleansing breath.

Thank you, Lord.

Thank you.

I believe.

***

 "The Lord will keep you from all harm

He will watch over your life;

 the Lord will watch over your coming and going

 both now and forever more."

Psalm 121:7-8

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