Your hands

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Yet I still belong to you; you hold my right hand. ~ Psalm 73:23

I've been doing a lot of thinking lately about God's plan for my life. Sometimes it's hard to see how God is working in my life. He moves at his own pace and I grow impatient. But, even in the silence, He's working, paving the way, writing my story, which is ultimately His story.

This Sunday, my pastor was talking about Jacob and how he wrestled with God. I can relate to Jacob. I've been in rough situations, and rather than praying to God for help, I run away. But God doesn't let me get away that easily. He loves me too much to let me go. And so in my silence, God gently forces me to deal with my pain, and reveals to me that my real issue is that I need God. C.S. Lewis once said, "[God] is not tame. But He is good."

So I place my life in His hands. And I see Him and even feel Him working in me. He didn't give up on me. I still belong to Him. I am in His hands. And I am so thankful and humbled by the thought that the God who created the heavens and earth, also holds me in His hands.

"Your Hands" by JJ Heller

"...I am trying to understand
How to walk this weary land
Make straight the paths that crookedly lie
Oh Lord, before these feet of mine
Oh Lord, before these feet of mine

When my world is shaking
Heaven stands
When my heart is breaking
I never leave Your hands..."