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Hold My Hand

10 Nov

 You have made known to me the path of life;
you will fill me with joy in your presence,
with eternal pleasures at your right hand.
Psalm 16:11


Recently I decided to sit down with a book that’s new to my shelf called “Just Enough Light for the Step I’m On”  by Stormie Omartian.  Family Christian had it on their $5 rack a few months ago, and I quickly snatched up this book at a bargain price!  As usual, she had me from the get go and I began to absorb like a sponge the truths and the extremely helpful words I was reading.

“Life is a walk.  Each day we take steps. 
Our tomorrow is determined by the steps we take today.”


This made me think of our little grandson, Cole.  He has been walking now for several months, but as he began to toddle around, he not only needed to hold on to someone’s hand, he wanted to.  Inside of him, there was a fear of getting hurt, and he knew that as long as he had his momma’s hand, she wouldn’t let him fall.  As those chubby legs began to gain strength to support and steady his active body, he became less and less needy of the help and attention from the hovering adults…or so he thought.  His will and inner drive to become independent gave him courage and a boldness with every step to be able to go it alone.  But then those same adults, who were then hesitantly standing back to watch, began to clap and cheer … causing the little guy to smile, get all excited, and topple over on his nose.  This whole process repeated itself over and over many times until it became less and less of a big deal to the big people, allowing the little person to stumble, bump, and make progress until he began chasing the dog through the house, giggling the whole way!

Although he’s been walking now for quite some time … and yes, even running through the house chasing the dog, there are times that Cole still needs to hold someone’s hand.  Most of the time, he doesn’t think so, but for his own safety and the sanity of his mother, he needs to.  We were in the Indianapolis airport a  few weeks ago and had stopped at Starbucks for a quick caffeine fix for the momma.  With so much to see in every direction, Cole was not too happy with the concept of needing to hold anyone’s hand.  He is learning, however, that there are still times that when the verbal boundaries are not heeded, then his little hand will quickly be grasped again by the hovering adult.  He still needs direction and a steady guide…and will yet for several years to come.  You and I both know that there is an order of progression that takes place … of letting go of the hand.  God planned it that way.  As his young life gains momentum and picks up speed of its own, eventually the hands will release… and instead, the ones belonging to the adults will forever remain in a posture of prayer.

Stormie continues on in chapter 1 talking about our walk with God being very different than that of a child with his parents.  He wants us to reach up and take His hand, but He doesn’t want us to ever let go.  In fact, His desire is that we become more and more dependent upon Him for every step we take.  The only way we will ever make it through the valleys, around the dangerous curves, and over the looming mountains that seem to block our way is to hold tight to His guiding hand. 

November 4 in Holiness and High Country says it this way …

“As long as life lasts, He gives the blessings of sunshine and rain
even to those who reject Him. 
Our Lord asks us to be like God in the liberality of our love. 
Can I love a man who curses me?  Can I sincerely pray for God to give His blessing to one
who has wronged me?  Can I forgive – and keep on forgiving, and loving? 

It is a difficult spiritual achievement that Jesus sets before us. 
But it is a blessed possibility that He opens up to us. 
Christian perfection is high country, but living at this level comes more from
God’s grace than from my achievement.  If it seems an impossibly lofty height,
He reaches out a hand and says, “Let Me lead you to it.”


More times than not, I find that life is difficult and doesn’t happen like I anticipated or dreamed it would.  I need Jesus to take me into the unknown areas where I have no idea of what is ahead.  I need Him to guide me and hold me steady!

You hem me in–behind and before; you have laid your hand upon me.
Such knowledge is too wonderful for me, too lofty for me to attain.
Where can I go from your Spirit?  Where can I flee from your presence?
 If I go up to the heavens, you are there;  if I make my bed in the depths, you are there.
If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea,
 even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast.
Psalm 139:5-10


Some pathways are dark, the steps are uneven, and fear will often grip the heart and sometimes even paralyze any movement from taking place.  It is then that I need Jesus to take hold of my hand and to reassure me of His guidance, His love, and His help. 


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


The LORD himself goes before you and will be with you;
he will never leave you nor forsake you. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged.”
Deuteronomy 31:8


The journey we are all on has its ups and downs.  My little grandson Cole is quickly learning that as he continues to grow and steady himself over the rocky pathways of life.  My prayer for this little guy is that even before he will let go of his mom and dad’s hands, he will follow the example and also reach up to the hand of Jesus, depending on Him to guide and lead Him throughout the rest of his life and into eternity.  Won’t you also join me in taking hold of the hand of Jesus?

Till next time,