He Holds my Hand
The psalmist struggled with seeing evil people prosper.
We’ve wondered about that as well, haven’t we?
Often times we see the wicked do well,
while the godly are left out, overlooked and forgotten.
While it often seems this way right now . . .
We must remember we live in a fallen world.
By striving to keep our focus on the future
and all that God has in store for His children—
we can live in confidence that He truly is in control.
You can see the psalmist wearing his feelings on his
sleeve when you read what he says in Psalms 73:21-23
as he struggles with watching the wicked prosper:
“Then I realized that my heart was bitter,
and I was all torn up inside.
I was so foolish and ignorant—
I must have seemed like a senseless animal to you.
Yet I still belong to you;
you hold my right hand.”
Aren’t you comforted by this last sentence?
No matter what happens around you,
God reaches for your hand!
The psalmist says he’s bitter—all torn up inside.
We can identify, can’t we!
Who among us hasn’t felt like this?
He’s torn up inside because he’s trying to make sense
of what’s not right in the world around him.
But in the midst of his bitterness . . .
he comes back to one FACT:
God holds his right hand.
Even more incomprehensible than the wicked succeeding
is the FACT of God’s love.
He keeps loving us.
Continues to hold us.
Sustains us.
Shows us how to endure.
And through it all . . .
He never stops reaching for our right hand.
Imagine—
the God of all creation . . .
the Great I AM . . .
intertwines His fingers within ours.
And makes us one with Him.
This week . . . no matter what happens around you,
focus on the FACT that God holds your right hand!
Thoughts?
My 95-year-old aunt just went to be with Jesus. She had a full life, taught at SNU and MANU, traveled the world and loved living. I’m so glad I’m home for three days. So glad I got to be with her, read the Bible to her, sing to her, kiss her forehead, and tell her she’d be with Jesus soon and our family would join her at some point. God is so faithful. He’s not only our hope . . . He is our living reality!