Who has the whole world in his hands?

Yeah. It's Jesus.

But SOMETIMES I take it out of Jesus' hands and put it in Tim's. I don't mean to. I just like to SEE someone hold my world. My security...my future...my children... you know, my world. In their hands. It's kind of heavy though, and after me making Tim carry the God-sized load he starts to get tired. But still in attempt to impress his bride with his brute strength he tries to press on, until he drops it. My world...dropped. And I cry. Because my feelings are crushed. And he gets angry. At himself.

And Jesus watches and waits. Then, when we come to Him. He wipes my tears. Gives Tim a 'You da man...I'm da God' pep talk. And picks up our world, with HIS hands.

And THEN there is peace. That passes all understanding. Because it works that way.