My name is written in the palm of Jesus’s hand,
The nail on the cross sealed our covenant.
How do I know this is true?
Because His spirit lives within me,
And tells me so,
With my spirit.
Joined by our love for each other.
When my spirit becomes troubled,
There His Spirit holds me closer.
When I am weary,
He lifts me up.
Jesus is with me in all situations.
How can I not fall down to worship Him?
How can I not love Him,
When He loves Me beyond measure.
(This is not meant to be a poem. When I post these thoughts, they are just that. Thoughts that I have throughout my daily life.)