He’s Got the Whole World in His Hands

My daughter had a very busy weekend. Her in-laws have a family reunion the first weekend in June every year. It is a two-day event; only this year, she and her husband also had the Garth Brooks concert. She decided to leave the oldest daughter with her in-laws and bring the youngest to us. No problem. They are so easy one at a time.

I knew I was in trouble, though, when my daughter texted me and told me that Tori Laine had fallen asleep. When they arrived at my house, she only woke up enough to insist that her mother carry her in and that I would rock her. She slept another hour. I knew that was not a good sign but with just one little granddaughter, I could handle it.

When she woke up she wanted to play outside, so we played and did a few science experiments. When she got hungry, we came in and had supper and then read books. She played on my phone for a little while and then I thought we should be getting ready for bed. About the time we were settling in, she decided she was hungry. So, we had a quick, late snack. Needless to say, Grandmommy was getting tired.

After our snack we said our prayers. That is one of my favorite parts of having grandchildren spend the night. I love how they are learning to talk to the Lord. After prayers we started singing “Jesus Loves Me,”,“Jesus Loves the Little Children,” and “He’s Got the Whole World in His Hands.” I sang all of our regular verses to “He’s Got the Whole World in His Hands,” but she wanted more. We sang about her cousin’s kittens and then about Aunt Gale’s chickens. We sang about the birds in the sky, then the dogs and the cats.

About that time my daughter sent me a video of Trisha Yearwood singing, and I told her I needed more names. She sent me my granddaughter’s class roll. I got corrected by Tori Laine because we had already sung about a few of them. My brain was about to stop working when she told me she was tired. She held my hand and got really still. I started praying for her like I do whenever we snuggle. I prayed for the Lord to give her understanding so that she would come to know the Lord at a very early age. I was about to pray for the people who would have influence on her young life, when I started hearing “Baby Shark” being sung in a very soft voice. I don’t know about you but I have a hard time praying when “Baby Shark” is being sung in the background.

She finally went to sleep. Praise the Lord!

As I was thinking about all of the verses we had sung for “He’s Got the Whole World in His Hands,” I thought how glorious it is that the God of Creation holds us in the palm of His hands. The God who created the divided the light from the darkness and the evening and morning was the first day (Genesis 1:3-5) cares about me. The same God who separated the waters from the heavens on the second day (Genesis 1:6-8) cares about me. The God who separated the water from the dry ground (Genesis 1:9-10) cares about me. The God who filled the earth with plants with seeds (Genesis 1:11-13) on the third day and saw that it was good, cares about me. The God who created the two great lights of the heaven, one to rule the day and the other to rule the night (Genesis 1:14-19) cares about me. The God who filled the sky with birds and the seas with fish and all that swarms the seas (Genesis 1:20-23) cares about me. The God who created all forms of animals on the earth (Genesis 1:24-25) cares about me. The God who created Man and then Woman in His own image (Genesis 1:26-31), knows me by name and cares for me.

Yes, He’s Got the Whole World in His Hands. He has Scarlett and Tori Laine in His Hands. He has the Mommies and the Daddies in His Hands.  He has You and Me Sister, in His Hands. He has You and Me Brother, in His hands. He has everybody here, in His Hands, He has the Whole World in His Hands.

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