“Yet I am always with you; you hold me by my right hand’ (Psalm 73 v 23)
As a child, my dad would reach down and take my hand when we had to cross a road. It made me feel incredibly safe and protected to feel my dad’s big strong hand reaching for my hand. As his fingers gently closed around mine, it was as though nothing in the world felt better than to be holding dad’s hand.
Our father in Heaven longs for us to keep our hand in His. It is only when we draw close to Him in this way that we gain strength for whatever comes our way, and comfort and encouragement for life’s many twists and turns. God’s hand is always outstretched…reaching for ours. All we have to do is reach up and take hold of it.