In the garden of my dreams, where memories softly stand, there’s a gentle, guiding presence, It’s the touch of Oma’s hand.

Her fingers weave through time, With a grace that none can see, In every stitch and whisper, She’s a part of me.

Her hand, though soft and frail, Holds the strength of many years, Wiping away life’s worries, And the source of hidden tears.

She plants seeds of wisdom, In the soil of my soul, With patience and with love, Helping me to grow.

In every tender moment, her hand is always near, A comforting reminder, Of a love sincere.

Though I’ve never felt its touch, In the way others might, Oma’s hand still guides me, In the day and in the night.

God’s hands represent His power, care, and guidance in our lives. His power through Oma’s hands is eternal.

In our lives, we all face challenges, heartaches, and trials. The idea of God’s hands offers us comfort, reassurance and peace. His hands are gentle, kind and caring, ready to hold us when we are weary. We can lay our burdens down at His feet and find solace in knowing we are hugged in His loving embrace. Let us remember that when we feel fragile and alone, God’s hands are there to provide strength, courage, comfort and hope.

“In his hand is the life of every creature and the breath of all mankind.” – Job 12:10

“Even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast.” – Psalm 139:10

“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.”

 – Matthew 11:28