Hands
Ok, so some of you may know about my hand fetish. I have a tendency to pay a lot of attention to hands - the way they look, more recently how they shake, but mostly how they fit. I pay attention to how hands fit mine when I shake hands and when I hold hands and such. Well, I was thinking earlier about all this, and this was the end result (don't be scared):
Holding hands in no way even slightly compares to the hand hold I've got with my Father. This so totally blows an ordinary hand hold out of the water. In this hold, my hand is not fit into His hand in any perfect sort of way. No. In this hold, I reside completely, all of me, in my Father's hand in the most perfect and comfortable fit ever in existence. Now THAT is a hand hold that fits!!!
There is a lot more to this, ans something else i wanted to write about (yes I actually have something!) but it is too late and I am too tired, so....end
Holding hands in no way even slightly compares to the hand hold I've got with my Father. This so totally blows an ordinary hand hold out of the water. In this hold, my hand is not fit into His hand in any perfect sort of way. No. In this hold, I reside completely, all of me, in my Father's hand in the most perfect and comfortable fit ever in existence. Now THAT is a hand hold that fits!!!
There is a lot more to this, ans something else i wanted to write about (yes I actually have something!) but it is too late and I am too tired, so....end