Holding Hands

It’s fun to hold hands. It’s fun to hold hands with grandkids whose hands are so small, and they hold onto you for security, for balance, for guidance. When you get older, holding hands has a different meaning: It’s the first sign of romance. The other day I was walking through an airport and saw this older couple, they were in their 90s, and they were holding hands. It looked like love even at their age.

 

But better than anything I’ve described is what is described in Isaiah 41:13 which says, “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.’”

 

Years ago, in San Diego, Mother Theresa had a problem with her heart, and she was put in the hospital. She made her physicians work in her clinic in Tijuana, Mexico before she would allow them to treat her in any way. When she was better and was leaving the hospital, she gave a press conference and I love what she said. Someone asked, “How can we pray for you?” Her answer was, “Pray for me that I not loosen my grip on the hands of Jesus even under the guise of ministering to the poor.” It’s that same idea of us holding hands with God while He guides us and says, “Do not fear, for I will help you.” It’s about literally feeling and acting as though Jesus was holding your hand.