My hand holds hers so small,

He sees when #sparrows fall.

The cosmos starts to #shine,

His #Power, vast, Divine.

Beneath the #icon's gaze,

He guides through all life's maze.

The #ocean's roaring deep,

His mighty #Hand does keep.

When #sorrow grips my soul,

He makes the broken whole.

His ways I cannot know,

But watch His #grace flow.

In #Liturgy's soft plea,

His #strength embraces me.

This tiny, #fragile life,

Sheltered from worldly strife.

My #children sleep secure,

His promise will endure.

The #Awesome, feared, yet Kind,

Refuge my #heart can find.

#faith

#fatherhood