Hold My Hand


I know many remember the song by Hootie And The Blowfish called “Hold My Hand.” Or what about the oldie, but goody that says “Lean on me. When you’re not strong. And, I’ll be your friend. I’ll help you carry on. For, it won’t be long. Till I’m gonna need. Somebody to lean on.” I’m not sure any truer words have every been spoken.

We all have times in our lives that we just just need a hand to hold. We just need to know somebody cares and somebody is there. I know recently, it’s meant the world to me to feel the support of those who sincerely care. Not just by what they say, but what they choose to do.

A local nurse recentlly said something I still find very profound. She said, “I’m not sure there is anything more powerful than holding someone’s hand.” We discussed the fact that this is especially true when someone is really struggling and feeling alone. Even if a person can’t communicate to you it doesn’t mean they can’t be blessed by your presence.

I recall countless times throughout my ministry that I’ve realized there was nothing more I could do for the one struggling. Prayers had been spoken, but there was nothing left for man to fix. However, there was one thing I discovered I could do when possible. I could hold their hand.

I believe when a sincere Child of God grabs the hand of another something special happens. God’s love is transferred from one heart to to another. The person lying in that bed no longer feels alone as God uses us to be His angel.

So, the next time you feel you can’t do anything more to comfort that person you dearly love. And, you’re wondering what you can do. Just reach out, grab their hand, and let God’s love flow through you. You will be surprised just how much it means to know you’re not alone.

(Genesis 2:18) “The LORD God said, “It is not good for the man to be alone.”




1 Comments on “Hold My Hand”

  1. Friend, Trying to keep up with you! Praying always for your wholeness! Another’s hand, plus others’, hands, offers so much strength and encouragement! I remember when I was a boy, and my dad with his brother was fishing on the Edisto. I got too close the embankment and fell into the fast-flowing water – would have drowned! They were close enough to run and reach down for my hand, while holding onto one another. I learned to swim soon after this. “Hands” are made for such! The shepherd psalmist experienced the Divine Hand reaching down – Psalm 40:1-3. Love you, fellow servant of our Savior!


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