Just can't help coming back to it. All day long there has been a picture in my brain. These timeless arms reaching from heaven holding me, but inside of those arms are the arms of all of those who were sent to be those arms to me......again, I wish I were an artist. Sigh. I picture it so completely. The arms coming down and wrapping around my shoulders, guiding, holding, comforting, uplifting. But they are not intangible, they are the arms of the hundreds of people who have walked through my life and done good. It's such a beautiful picture. Too bad I can't take you in my brain to see it. But maybe, by telling you, you can picture your own everlasting arms. Maybe it will help you to focus on the beautiful fact that you are loved, cared for and cherished. I hope that wherever you are in your walk through life that you can take a moment and stop and be thankful for the arms that have held you and will hold you..........it's the greatest wealth.
blessings,
rhonda
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