I came across this verse recently, and my eyes immediately stung with tears:
For I am the Lord your God who takes your right hand and says to you “Do not fear, I will help you.”
The image was so real to me, as I have done this very thing so many times in recent weeks. Bending down low to peer into little faces, taking their hands, and reassuring them:
Let me help you.
I’m not going anywhere.
Everything is ok.
They arrived not knowing that they are safer when their hand is tucked into mine.
It takes days of reminders and reassurances that I will take care of them – dozens of times reaching down to take their small hands – before they begin to instinctively reach for my hand.
It takes night after night of responding to cries in the dark – showing up quickly by their bedside, bending low to whisper that I am there and they are safe – to help them believe that I really will come, that I haven’t left them.
It takes many moments of turning their faces gently toward mine as I speak assurances that I am right here with them – that if I need to leave, I will come back for them.
This is just what He does for us time and time again.
He reaches down His hand to us and takes our own vulnerable hand into His. He tells us not to be afraid. He is going to help us. Never has God’s tender heart toward us felt as real or tangible to me as it has when reading these words now.
Can you picture Him? Peering into your own face? Reaching down to take your hand into His? Reassuring you that as overwhelming and confusing as everything might seem, He is here with you? Showing you over and over that He is strong and safe and trustworthy?
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