Holding on to God

Ally loves to shake her head from side to side as she walks or runs. Her hair slaps from one cheek to the other as she kicks her legs back and forth with glee. She has so much joy in her that most of the time I say nothing to her like your average parent would. Comments like "watch out for the corner of that table Ally," or "don't go too close to those steps," are unsaid. She has no idea where she is going as the dizziness sets in. She giggles her patented giggle that could make anybody smile. She seems to not care who sees her or where she is, she is just full of joy and happiness that she can let herself loose and run wild. It is so fun to watch. Most of the time, when you walk with her, holding her hand, she does it just as vigorously. Here is some video of her from today.

This is a lot how God does it. You always have the choice to hold His hand, but it is always your choice. Even though Ally goes nuts on her own without my hand, I think she feels safer while she is holding on. She's just as wild too. God wants us to be wild, but it only works out if we are holding on tight to his hand. If we don't hold on tight, we hit our head on the corner of the table, or fall down the stairs. If we are holding on tight, we exude joy and happiness knowing we are firmly in the grasp of an all powerful God.