Holding on 

There are times where there is nothing left to do but trying to hold on to Jesus. Desperately, stubbornly, tenaciously and willfully. Holding on to HIM because I know: Where else should I go? What would I be without him? On whom or what should I try to hold myself unto, if I don’t hold on to HIM anymore? Then there would be only myself and I can’t even walk without having to hold myself somewhere …
A song, that sprang forth of my soul many years ago and to me is as relevant today as it was back then.