When trouble comes my way, I try to work through it. Not run away and hide. Neither shove it under the rug nor bury my head in the sand. But many things don't budge easily, taking their sweet time getting resolved. I admire those who patiently approach tough times with trust in the Lord. Praying without fail. Leaning solely on Jesus. Here I struggle.
I'd like to be more trusting of my Lord. Watching confidently for His plans to unfold in His time and way. That's my wish and prayer, which means I wrestle with quite the contrary. Someone has said that if you want to hear God laugh tell Him your plans. If that's so, I'm sure mine have given Him many robust belly laughs!
A few verses in Psalm 31 help me to relax. Put my slippers on and cuddle up a little closer, knowing He's got my whole world in His hands. Want to join me? There's room.
Psalm 31: 14-15--"But I trust in you, O Lord; I say, 'You are my God.' My times are in your hand." As I've memorized these verses, I notice a mistake I keep making. I'm saying '...your hands.' Not so in Psalm 31. Mentions just one hand.
Now, I need to use both. To lift a package. Wash and wax our car. Do some cooking and cleaning. Write and edit these weekly devotionals on the computer. Both hands are required.
But not with our Lord. Only one of His is more than enough. As if to say that God's power is unlimited. Not mine or yours, but His. We're kept safe, close to His heart, in the palm of His hand. Whatever comes my way, God can handle it. Even if He had one hand tied behind His back, so to speak! Piece of cake for Him.
Picture Jesus drawing alongside you, taking care of whatever problem gets you down, using His one hand and it's done. These two verses are what I need today. So, I remind myself whose hand my tough times remain in. Again, not mine. Or yours. Nor anyone else's. But in His.
You've got to hand it to Him. Why not do just that?
Lord Jesus, thank you for all your strength and care that helps me every moment. Amen.
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