Hands

"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"
I was struggling on what to talk about today...and then I saw this scripture. I LOVE this scripture. When I read this it reminds me of being a little girl and wanting to do something I couldn't do on my own. Just when I thought I wouldn't be able to do what I REALLY wanted to do, my PawPaw would grab hold of my hand and help me. His hands were so big and strong to me. I can still see His hands today. My uncle has my PawPaw hands and when I see them I remember the strength that came with those hands. When I was little I would stumble and my PawPaw would help me, when I felt weak my PawPaw would encourage me and say just the right thing to keep me going, and if I ever got lost my PawPaw would not have stopped until he found me. I knew what security was when my PawPaw was around. I knew I was loved because I was me and I would not have to worry about anything as long as my PawPaw was in my life. When my PawPaw passed away I questioned if I would ever feel that secure again. I will tell you that this world has put plenty of bumps in my path that have made me stumble, feel weak and I have gotten lost more than once. I wanted that security back that I had when I was a little girl. I started for it and looking at God the way I looked at my PawPaw. When I started to look at Him...
I know now, not only did my PawPaw have strong hands but my heavenly Father has strong hands. I know that when He calls me to do something that I just don't think I can I can reach up and grab those hands. Those hands will grab my right hand and walk hand in hand with me to the end. If I stumble, He will help me stand...If I feel weak, He will be my strength and if I get lost, He will not stop until he finds me. There is security in holding His hands. I don't have to worry about tomorrow. I know that my God will be there for me forever, I am not talking earthly forever...but eternity forever. Unlike my PawPaw who passed away...God never passes away. He is ALWAYS with me. He sees when I rise and when I fall, He hems me in behind and before, and He knew me before I was even born. What more security can I ask for?