HOLDING ON

The Grandbaby took her first steps last week.  Yes, two or three steps and that was all.  Yes, she can stand alone, rise from a floor sitting position without help, and even stand while waving her arms....but, no more steps alone.  She is insistent that someone hold her hands while she trots along.   It's is virtually impossible to pry her hands loose from mine.  She holds fast and strong.

A bit of her newfound temper showed itself the other day when The Great Aunt tried to entice her to walk her way alone.  The Grandbaby was having none of that.  She was even in the mindset of getting The Great Aunt's mind off of seeing her walk by giving huge hugs instead.  Oh, how quickly these little ones learn the "art"!

I'm often like The Grandbaby.  I often need hands to hold through the journey of life.  Hands that comfort, hands that guide, hands that just give support, or hands that love.  And just like all of our family is to The Sweet Grandbaby,  the Lord is right there ready to hold on tightly or catch me when I stumble while walking.  He stays THAT close, just like we do to The Grandbaby.

I am preparing for more surgery in a couple of weeks or so and have had quite a problem not dreading it.  Really, does anyone ever look forward to surgery?  I find that the Lord is helping me as I ask Him to by giving me these comforting thoughts of His presence and His control.  How blessed I am that I, like The Grandbaby, will have someone right there walking with me and holding my hand through my journey.  Yes, I know how to walk alone, but like The Grandbaby, I'd much rather hold hands while my feet move.

So I will hold on....you hold tightly, too!