I’ve been thinking a lot about my grip on life. As a young woman my grip was firm! I knew where I was going, knew what I believed and believed what I knew! As time continues I’ve questioned my grip! It’s loosened and at times felt like I would lose my hold on life…in the last couple of months God has been revealing to me what a distorted view I had on “my grip”! How funny to think that I ever could hold on to something that I have no power over! It’s never been about my grip….but here is the mind boggling truth. There is a God in heaven who sent His son to die in my place and because of His sacrifice I can stand blameless before a holy God and the only grip that exists and ever has existed is His powerful grip on me! He holds me in the palm of His hand and He will not let me go!
Isaiah 49:1 & 2
“Listen, O coastlands, to Me, And take heed, you peoples from afar! The Lord has called Me from the womb; From the matrix of My mother He has made mention of My name. And He has made My mouth like a sharp sword; In the shadow of His hand He has hidden Me, And made Me a polished shaft; In His quiver He has hidden Me.”