Holding Tight To My Right Hand

Yet I am always with you; you hold me by my right hand. You guide me with your counsel, and afterward you will take me into glory. Psalm 73:23-24

Ever enjoy a walk with a dear one? No where to be, just enjoying the stroll, hand-in-hand. Sometimes these walks are for the protection of the other. Such as when you exit the grocery store with your little one and you quickly remark, “Hold my hand now!” While other moments, like the one mentioned earlier, are moments of endearing fellowship.

But what happens when you find these strolls no longer happen? It’s not a matter of no place to go, it’s a reality of no one with which to walk. Life suddenly becomes a series of lonely strolls in the garden, along the shoreline, down the street or through the neighborhood. No longer protecting, no longer engaging, no longer sharing, no longer enjoying – it’s quiet, still and thoughtful. Different.

As sad as that seems, lonely as it appears, it is not so. The evil one would like for me to think this way in order to reflect on my isolation and seek to meet my needs in other ways contrary to Christ. Even in the midst of rejection, isolation, abandonment and the absence of those with which to walk hand-in-hand, God says and does something that is extraordinaire. He walks with me, grabs my right hand and with every hand I shake, and every rare moment I have to stroll with someone He shares in the moment … participates in the fellowship.

Lord Jesus, when I’m left out, rejected and removed, thank you for extending yourself, clutching tightly to my right hand and walking and talking with me wherever I go – whomever I’m with. Not only do you know my name – by name – you know my heart, my sadness, my desire for intimate fellowship and there you are! Continue to clasp tightly to my hand – there will be times I’ll want to dart across the street without looking both ways and I’ll need your tight grip to protect me. There will be times when I’ll not want to speak to you or to your face, but continue to hold me tightly as I will draw near to your comforting interest into my deepest thoughts. There will be times I will want to run and not walk and holding hands while running is no easy task, but stick with me for running is my way to get away from my pain, but you are my Comforter!

But A Memory

“See, I will send my messenger, who will prepare the way before me. Then suddenly the Lord you are seeking will come to his temple; the messenger of the covenant, whom you desire, will come,” says the Lord Almighty. Malachi 3:1

On this well deserved day of reflection and honor of those who have given their lives for the freedom of our country, I am also in much reflection of another who gave His life for me … for the entire world.

My reflection brings about what most would consider a standard response of awe, wonder and humility mixed with curiosity of my own participation in His crucifixion along with His consideration of me while on that cross. More than two-thousand years later I am breathing the air He created since He took His last breath. And yet, my life to Him is but a memory.

The point you may ask? The point is not that I’m merely a reflected moment of time in His mind. On the contrary, I was as much present on the cross as He is present with me today.

While my time is merely measured in units of minutes and years, His time is measured by eternity. And with that said, I am currently seated with Him.

But because of his great love for us, God, who is rich in mercy, made us alive with Christ even when we were dead in transgressions—it is by grace you have been saved. And God raised us up with Christ and seated us with him in the heavenly realms in Christ Jesus, in order that in the coming ages he might show the incomparable riches of his grace, expressed in his kindness to us in Christ Jesus. Ephesians 2:4-7

Lord Jesus, my mind gets overwhelmed with the idea of not only what you think of me, but how long you’ve been thinking of me. You have begun a good work in me and you will not stop until you have perfected your work in me. Thank you for never giving up! Thank you for going before me and preparing the way!