There are many ways to hold onto someone or something. Memories are one way. In your mind you play over that moments, that person looking at it them from different angles, memorizing the details over and over. Words are a way to hold on. Speaking words of love, comfort, encouragement. Those words let one hold on to you. Returning to hear, to see and to feel what you have to give. Physically we hold on, we grasp tightly a shirt, an embrace, a hand. Not wanting to let go, afraid we may lose our grip. And then, there is a hold that is shared by eyes meeting, hearts beating, breaths taken. That often is the deepest. Yet, holding open you heart, your hand allows you see what is there, to observe it, to enjoy it, to exult over it. Opening our hands gives God the opportunity to fill them with blessings, to take our hand and lead us, to hold what we can’t, to let us know He is there. His hands were open, on the cross He he took on those hands all our sins, all our mistakes, failures, He took them so we would not have to hold onto them. He takes them everyday, if we open our hands and let go. The love we have, the protection we provide, the sins we hold onto, the release to Him. Open your hands to Him.