Have you ever heard it said, particularly in a seemingly hopeless situation, “Well, it’s in God’s hands now”?
Maybe someone has been in an accident and has suffered severe, life-threatening injuries. Maybe someone else has applied for a promotion at work and has had the final interview before a decision will be made. Maybe another someone has put an offer in on a new home. And when we have reached the end of what we believe we can do, when the prayers have been said and the waiting has begun, we often cap it off by saying, “Well, it’s in God’s hands now.”
What a sad, lonely way to journey through life, and it’s the “now” part that makes it so.
When we say “now,” that means there is a before and an after. “Before I met my dream person, I was alone. But now, I’m not.” It means there is a list that has been checked off, and now we have arrived at the next thing we need to do. But if we have only just put our troubles and impossible situations in God’s hands now, where were they before?
Were we just going it alone, believing that we couldn’t bother God with our problems until after they became too much for us to handle on our own? Sadder still, were we believing that we didn’t need God at all until the situations proved otherwise? Is He only the “after” back-up when the “before” things we tried failed?
How about we remove the “now” and see where that leads us?
It’s in God’s hands.
“For the LORD takes pleasure in His people; He will beautify the humble with salvation” (Psalm 149:4), and “The steps of a good man are ordered by the LORD, and He delights in his way. Though he fall, he shall not be utterly cast down; for the LORD upholds him with His hand.” (Psalm 37:23-24).
From start to finish, from the “before” to the “after,” our lives are in God’s hands if we will allow them to be.
Every moment of every day, if we will only say, “It’s in God’s hands,” we will find that He is more than capable of directing the traffic of our lives and guiding us through the inevitable speed bumps, detours, and dangerous turns.
When we have placed the situations of our lives in God’s hands at the very beginning, we will find that our choices take on more significance and our prayers take on more power. We will find that we have more hope and that God isn’t the last resort at all. He’s the way of peace, even when things seem out of control.
In God’s hands. That’s exactly where I want to be, every moment. How about you?
©2017 Wendi Miller
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My daughter once worked as a teacher at a dance studio. She independently taught or assisted with teaching all ages of dancers and all types of dance, ranging from basic ballet to jazz and hip-hop.
One evening she was asked to fill in as a gymnastics teacher. Though normally able and willing to do whatever she was asked, she wasn’t pleased about this particular request. It wasn’t because she didn’t like gymnastics, either. It was because she was too small to spot the gymnasts safely as they were doing their twists and turns. As she put it, “They’re bigger than I am, and I always get hurt.”
And she did.
I am a “flip side of the coin” kind of person. When I am faced with a problem, I think of all the solutions that I possibly can. Then, I turn the solutions over, and think of all the reasons why those solutions might not work. “But, what about this? And this?” I ask. And if anything is left standing in the end, well, there you have it! The perfect, all-bases-covered answer.
Unfortunately, I have been known to frustrate other folks with my completeness.
What comes to mind when you think of this word: servant?
Now, what comes to mind when you think of this word: master?
The two are indivisibly intertwined, and what you think of one often directs what you think of the other.