Take Hold of my Hand

Take hold of my hand
I am here reaching out to you
As I have always been
Just as I reached out to many others when they needed me
I’m reaching out to you.

Remember Peter
When he reached out to me when he was drowning
When he thought he had failed
I reached out to him and lifted him.

I’m here reaching out to you
When you feel you are drowning,
When you feel you are failing
Take my hand, I’m here reaching out to you
To draw you back to me.

Remember Thomas
Who was full of doubts
But I reached out to him
To show him I was real.

I’m here reaching out to you
When you are full of doubts
Touch me and know that I am no figment of your imagination
Touch me and let me remind you
Of how I have been real to you in the past
Take my hand and know I am here.

Remember the man who could not walk
I reached out to him to show him he could walk
That he could do it.

I’m reaching out to you
When you feel you can’t do something
Reach out and let me show you
That you can not only walk
But can run and leap to new heights, new dreams
Take my hand and let me take you to new places.

Remember the woman who touched the hem of my cloak
She didn’t want to bother me
I reached out to her to show I was bothered about her
That I loved her.

I’m reaching out to you
To show you I’m bothered about you
To show you I love you
And want you to reach out to me
Take my hand and come with me.

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