Hold my Hand

photo of the author with her children and husband, standing in front of a lake, with the title "Hold My Hand"

I carried Bud on my hip until he was about 3.  He weighed 30 or so pounds by then. I went to the doctor for what I thought was pleurisy. As it turned out, I had strained muscles from carrying around that much weight, not to mention displacing my hip that far for him to ride on. After that I made him walk on his own.  I held his hand, but he had to walk on his own.

We all get to that point sometimes where we feel like the person in the “Footprints” poem, who says to God, “But I have noticed that during the most trying periods of my life there have only been one set of footprints in the sand. Why, when I needed you most, have you not been there for me?” to which the Lord replied, “Those times when you see only one set of footprints, it is then that I carried you.”

Thank God for those carrying moments, but sometimes we want God to carry us even though we don’t NEED God to carry us.  Like my 3 year old son.

I remember one time hiking up to Eagle Lake, near Lake Tahoe, with my family.  I was pretty out of shape at the time and with my asthma, the elevation, at about 5600 feet was really getting to me.  Art kept encouraging me along, reminding me that it’s only a mile to the lake and it’s all downhill on the way back, but I finally just gave up.  I sat down on a rock and refused to budge.  Finally Art looked at me and said, “Well, I’m not going to carry you down.  You can do this.  Just take your time.”  And I got up and held his hand and made it to the lake, which was a spectacular view and the walk back was completely downhill.

photo of the author with her children and husband, standing in front of Eagle LakeSometimes I think we WANT to be done.  We want God to pick us up and carry us until the rough part is over.  But God knows what we can handle and He tells us we can do it – He will hold our hand and guide us, but we need to get through this on our own two feet.  And think of how much stronger we are for having done it with God’s help, rather than having God do it for us.

…but those who trust in the Lord will renew their strength; they will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary; they will walk and not faint.

 — Isaiah 40:31

Are you going through a trying time in your life?  I would be happy to pray for you.  Leave your concern in the comments section, or shoot me an email tmorris@teressamorris.com

2 thoughts on “Hold my Hand

  1. Hello Teressa, life is being kind at the moment, but we could always use a prayer.
    I smiled when I read about you carrying your son, our grandchildren (from Australia) came for a visit in December, and I ended up carrying them a lot. Lilly is nearly four and Zoe was five in January so it was not easy. If they lived in the UK, I would probably tell then to walk, but as we won’t see them again for at least two years, I carried them and enjoyed lots of hugs.

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