How many times do we take for granted the things we have? For instance your eyesight, or your voice, or your hands. How often do you think about your hands? What do you do with your hands? I thought of a lot of things I do with mine like: typing these thoughts, throwing a baseball or football, working to provide for my family, and holding hands with my beautiful wife. We take our hands and what they do for us for granted all too often. Sometimes I think we take for granted the power that is in our hands. I was talking to a guy the other day and he was telling me a story about his little boy. I want to tell you this story and I want you to see how much power are in the touch of your hands.
He started off by telling me that his daughter was pulling his son in a wagon. The daughter was driving a little tricycle and she had tied the handle of the wagon to the back of the tricycle. He was doing some things in his shop and his children were riding back and forth in front of the house. All of a sudden he said he herd the most horrific yell come from his son. He ran out to see what happen and he saw blood all over his sons face. The handle of the wagon had come off the tricycle and hit his son in the face. He cleaned all the blood off and saw it was a pretty deep cut on his forehead. They couldn't get the bleeding to stop so they had to take him to the ER. The doctor tells the dad that he is short handed and that he would have to hold his sons head while he stitched him up. So the guy told me that he had to hold his little son by the sides of his head and had to keep his son from moving. He said the whole time his little boy was yelling at him and telling him to stop the doctor from hurting him, and all he could say was "it will be over in just a little bit". He proceeded to tell the story and he said the next thing he knew his son reached both of his hands up and put them on top of his hands and he stopped moving. He explained that he asked his son was everything okay and if he was doing alright, and tears started to fill this mans eyes and his story stopped for a minute. He regained some of his composure and he started back. He said that his son looked him straight in the eyes and said "yeah dad I am okay. As long as I can hold your hands I will be okay." After that sentence we both had tears pouring down our faces. You see that little boy knew that his father would not let anything happen that wasn't for his own good, and our Father in heaven is the same way.
1 John 3:1 says "See what great love the Father has lavished on us, that we should be called children of God". God loves us so much that He has called us His very on son or daughter, and I want to tell you that the power that son felt in his dads hands is so much more powerful in the hands of God. Isaiah 49:16 tells us that "I have engraved you on the palms of my hands" and how good is it to know that we are forever attached to God. If you are His child then you are in the most powerful hands that there are to be in.
I want to remind you of what Martin Luther said, "I have held many things in my hands and have lost them all, but whatever I have placed in God's hands, that I still possess." You see many times our hands are not strong enough to take care of the things that come in our lives, but God's hands will never loose, drop, or hurt any of His children. We may have some hurts and pain and you may be wondering why God isn't just taking it away. I want to tell you to just hold on, its gonna be one more day until the pain leaves or the hurt leaves and it will all be for the glory of God. Just reach out your hands and take hold of His and God will take you where He wants you to be. He is the great physician and He doesn't need any help in taking care of you. All that He needs is for you to come to Him with your problems and fears and just grab on to His hands.
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