holding handsMarch 27, 2007 at 9:27 am | Posted in Bible, Christianity, Fear, God's Provision | 10 Comments
“For I am the LORD, Your God,
who takes hold of your right hand
and says to you, Do not fear;
I will help you.”
– Isaiah 41:13
This is my favorite Bible verse; one I cling to almost daily.
A great picture comes to mind when I think of God taking my hand. The picture is not always the same, sometimes he is comforting me, sometimes guiding me, and other times giving me strength…but it is always just what I need.
Picture a baby reaching for and clasping your hand. The baby works hard to focus on the hand, and after repeated tries, she finally gets hold of your finger. What a special bond of trust and love is being built there. It takes time and patience, but you rejoice when they finally have your finger.
I think of all that I am learning and need to learn. I am thankful for a heavenly Father who is there to provide me the security I need to grow. I am thankful for His patience when I am trying to reach out for Him. I am thankful for a God who wants me to know and discover Him.
Picture a parent holding a toddler’s hand. You hold their hands as they learn to take those first steps so they don’t fall. You hold their hands when they get their shots, walk beside you in a store, or cross a street. You don’t want them hurt or lost. You want to protect them as they try new things.
I am thankful for a God who is strong enough to keep me safe and cares about what happens to me. He holds my hand when I am hurt or scared. He is just there beside me.
Picture a parent taking a child’s hand. Sometimes they do not want to go where you are going, so you make them hold your hand and stay with you. They may not see the big picture, and you need them to just come and trust you.
I am thankful for a God who takes my hand and guides me in the right direction; who will take my hand out of discipline because He wants me to go the way He is going. I am thankful for a God who sees the big picture that I cannot see.
Picture a teen holding hands with their first love. The excitement and thrill of just holding hands. Your heart is racing, and you feel acceptance. Everything it right because you are holding hands and experiencing the closeness for the first time.
I am thankful for God’s true love and acceptance and I hope I will always return to my first love…Jesus.
Picture an older married couple holding hands. There is real love and acceptance there. Not just a feeling, but a lifetime of commitment. They are inseparable and together they have been through many ups and downs. The years have developed that comfortable hand hold.
I am thankful for a God who gives unconditional love and who accepts me for who I am. I am thankful for a God who will stay with me through the good times and bad. A God who promises to never leave me nor forsake me.
The Lord takes my hand. He is there when I need Him. He is there to say “I will help you.” With His help, there is nothing I cannot do.