Held in God's Hands

In times of waiting day after day for news expected, it can seem like an eternity. Each day we arise with the hope that today will be the day the news will come. Each day that passes makes the waiting harder. It is a little like being pregnant. The due date will arrive. But our anticipation is so great, we feel like time is standing still.

Of course, time does not stand still. Our waiting is but a blimp in God's time. The Scriptures say so much that remind us of God's timing and economy which is so much greater than ours. I am grateful for the words recorded there that give us strength in these times. Going to the Scripture gives me great comfort and reframes my understanding about the status of each day.

One day at a time is the best advice someone gave me once. Most of the things we worry about never even happen and our worry accopmlishes nothing but our own stress. I keep thinking I have learned that lesson only to find myself right back in school again.

In the mean time God holds me in a Divne embrace. Someone recently gave me a wooden carving of God holding a head in the palm of his hand, but that carving should depict God's hand much larger for God holds many in that hand. We are too small to imagine the greatness of God's hand.