God’s Hands
I am still so grateful for every single day God allows me to be on the face of this earth.
I woke up this morning feeling God’s hand holding me. I don’t know why…but, I just felt secure…safe. I know that He ministers to my spirit as I sleep (that’s probably the only time my mind is at rest). That’s one of the things I love about Him. He will never stop trying to reach us. So, I have to believe that whatever was on my mind when I went to bed last night is being taken care of by the Master. I have been striving to be as Paul says in Philippians 4:11, “… content whatever the circumstances.” (NIV) There is a beauty in being content. It says that I trust the providence of God.
When we believe that everything is in God’s hands it makes it easier to let go. I believe that as long as we hold on to “things” it blocks the flow of God’s plan in our lives. He wants to do big things through us. But, we sometimes get in the way. In our little finite minds we still think we have control over certain situations…and I guess in a way we do. We control our destinies in that we have the power of choice, and we can choose to believe or not believe—to follow Him, or not follow Him. More than anything, I want to follow Him. I want my life to reflect the love of Jesus Christ in everything I do, and I pray the same for you.
I pray that we all continue to walk in the newness that comes from a life that is sold out to God. I pray that His strength will help carry us through those times of trial, and those times when we want to quit. And finally I pray that we all begin to appreciate the gift of being in God’s hands.
Until next time…
Be blessed