By faith, I feel God's Grip When I can't trace His hand

I remember choosing the blue crayon — cobalt. The color of a deep sky reaching the heavenly heights. Placing my grandson’s tiny hand on the construction paper, I began to carefully trace his hand — every nook, every curve, every detail I could possibly capture.

A memory I could always hold.

The Hand Of God is Always Within Reach

This morning as I walked beneath an October sky, leaves crunching underneath, gentle breeze cooling, I pressed into Jesus.

And I remembered.

I remembered a quote by Charles Spurgeon: “God is too good to be unkind. He is too wise to make a mistake. When I can’t trace His hand, I can always trust His heart.”

… when I can’t trace His hand, I can always trust His heart … “

When I can't trace His hand, I can always trust His heart

The hand of God.

Can you imagine the size and power of His hand?

He holds the seas in the hollow of His hands (Isaiah 40:12). Our names are engraved on the palm of His hands (Isaiah 49:16). With His powerful right hand He smites our enemies (Exodus 15:6), yet those same hands tenderly place our tears in His bottle of remembrance (Psalm 56:8).

God Holds Me by His Righteous Right Hand

And sometimes when our paths are crooked and skies are charcoal gray with worry it’s hard to trace His hand — to figure out what He’s doing and where He is leading.

But when I close my eyes, speak the Name of Jesus, and reach out towards the light of heaven I can, by faith, feel His grip. And I hear His delicate whisper saying:

“Fear not, for I am with you; Be not dismayed, for I am your God.
I will strengthen you, Yes, I will help you, I will uphold you with My righteous right hand.’ …

“For I, the Lord your God, will hold your right hand,
Saying to you, ‘Fear not, I will help you.’” ~ Isaiah 41:10, 13 NKJV

"Fear not, for I am with you," says the Lord.

That’s when I begin to trust His heart. His heart is for me, not against me. His heart bursts with love from everlasting to everlasting — greater than I can comprehend.

I am safe.

My footing is sure as He leads me, even though future days are filled with the unknown.

When I Can’t Trace His Hand, I Can Always Trust God’s Heart

Like the memories the handprint of my grandson affords, I remember God’s faithfulness.

I look into the cobalt of a deep sky reaching heavenly heights and, though my path right now may not be clear enough to see, my heart tugs at the thought of my Father’s love …

… leading, guiding, comforting, and protecting me and, once again, I am a little child safe in my Father’s arms.

Selah

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