I have always had a fascination with hands. For some reason I tend to always take special notice of this important part of people’s body. I believe you can tell a lot about someone from his or her hands. Some hands are very soft and well taken care of. Others have work-worn hands which can often indicate the type of work they do. Those with grease stains probably work with cars or equipment, while those with dirt under the fingernails may be gardeners or farmers.
Isaiah 41:13 “For I the Lord thy God will hold thy right hand, saying unto thee, Fear not, I will help thee.”
Discouragement is a tool of the devil. He knows when a person is feeling down and has his ways of utilizing those times to drive a weary soul even deeper into the ground. Those are the times when a child of God must rely heavily on the truth instead of on their feelings.
I was having one of those days recently. The holiday cheer had just about done me in and I was sure that I could not go on any longer. I had done everything I could do, said everything I could say, and used all the strength I could muster. I felt that I needed to get out of the house. So since we were low on food, I decided to go to the grocery store to restock the pantry and let my brain chill.
It was getting dark and the evening gloom wasn’t helping my mood. I grabbed a parking spot, dashed into the store, and starting booking it down the aisles. After filling my cart I looked for a short line at the register and started unloading my groceries. Depressing thoughts were still filling my mind when from out of nowhere I heard a raspy voice say,
“It’s finished. Yes, I’m finished. I don’t want no more of this. I don’t want no more of it. You understand? None of it! None of it! It’s over with.”
Stopping dead in my tracks I nervously looked around and realized that the voice was coming from the checkout guy. Was he talking to me? I looked behind me and saw that I was the only person in line and there was no one else nearby. He was actually saying this out loud to no one in particular! I briefly thought about getting in another line. But since I already had half the cart unloaded I decided take my chances and stay.
The voice continued the tongue lashing that Mickey, Rocky Balboa’s trainer, gave him in Rocky III when the prize fighter was considering accepting a challenge from the brawler, “Clubber” Lang. Each word seemed to pound into my head the dismal thoughts I had been having about my own situation. I didn’t feel up to the task of life right now either. The enemy was too strong and I felt beaten down.
Suddenly I shook myself loose from the depressing thoughts. What was I thinking? Whether or not the guy was talking to me, I wondered if maybe Satan had intended for me to hear this. But I knew that his words were not meant for me to embrace. Even though I was tired and weak, there was no need to fear the challenges of life. God promises His children strength when they need it and He would hold my right hand and help me. He would never abandon me to struggle through life alone. He would help me accomplish what needed to be done.
The monologue reached an interlude as the cashier paused to make a comment about my asparagus and inform me how much I owed. I swiped my card, took the receipt, and headed out into the cold evening air.
As I made my way towards the exit, the raspy voice picked up where it had left off, “You’re finished, Kid!”
But I knew that was not the voice I needed to heed.
Isaiah 41:13. “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.’
You can also deduce a lot about personality from looking at people’s hands. Some people bite their fingernails and it can be assumed that they are somewhat nervous. Then there is the person who grabs your hand for a handshake and just about squeezes the blood out of your arm. I tend to think that type wants to maintain control of everything within his grasp.
There are hands that reach out and gently touch those who are hurting, hands that strike out to hurt those in their way, and hands that reach out to steady you when you are about to fall. All kinds of hands for all kinds of people.
Of all the things that this important part of the body can do, probably one of the best is to be able to hold the hand of a loved one. In that special touch one can feel cared for, comforted when sad, or strengthened when weak and tired.
That is why I am glad that God says He will hold my right hand. I never have to fear. I never have to feel alone. The Lord God of heaven reaches down His strong and mighty hand to take yours and mine. When holding His hand we never need to be anxious about the future. He will lead us where He wants us to go. He will pull us up when we fall. He will correct us and protect us.
All of the qualities of strength, love, care, correction, safety – they are all within God’s hands. He is reaching it out for you. Grab it and He will never let you go.