My father was not a big man, although he seemed big to me. When he walked it wasn’t leisurely. It was with head and shoulders leaning forward and his feet ready to speed ahead at an ever increasing pace.
When we were in town together he would take my hand and my own feet could suddenly move farther and faster than they could on their own.
To be part of his determined, quick steps was exhilarating. He didn’t usually tell me his precise plan for the day. I would just grab his hand and follow his lead.
I miss those adventures. The power of my hand in his.
I still have a Heavenly Father who takes my hand, ready to lead me down paths I am unfamiliar with. Life is uncertain and difficult, but with my hand in His I can move forward with confidence, being sure, not of myself, but sure of Him.
“‘Do not fear, for I am with you; Do not anxiously look about you, for I am your God. I will strengthen you, surely I will help you, Surely I will uphold you with My righteous right hand…’ For I am the LORD your God, who upholds your right hand, Who says to you, ‘Do not fear, I will help you.’ Do not fear.”
Isaiah 41:10, 13-14a
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