Take My Hand Lord
For the first time in a month I’m not feeling well on a Saturday night. I can’t put my finger on exactly what I can do. All I know is nerve pain is running throughout my body like electricity. Over the past few years this is what I felt every single Saturday night. Then, I would get up on Sundays and preach back to back services feeling blinded by pain.
Somehow by the grace of God I’ve made it through every Sunday in the past. Somehow God uses my weakness to demonstrate His strength. God uses my desperation to help me totally depend upon Him. I guess we’re all tempted to think we can depend upon ourselves. It’s only when we reach the end of ourselves that we can be totally full of Christ.
Now, I’ve taken medication that should ensure that I get much needed sleep. But, I have no idea how I will wake up feeling Sunday morning. I do know God’s grace will be sufficient. His strength will be enough. I’m doing all I can on my side so I’ve got to trust what God sees on the other side. Lord, take my hand and lead me where you want me to go. I know I can trust you with all my heart.
“For I am the LORD your God who takes hold of your right hand and says to you, Do not fear; I will help you.” Isaiah 41:13