Remember the excitement as a
child you had in learning how to ride a back. The thrill in my voice saying, “come on dad.” Oh, what a blessing it is to have wonderful
childhood memories. Yet I also remember
the thrill left when I fell from my bike when trying to learn how to balance
myself. Dad was not to far behind. He held out his hand and helped me get back
up, dust myself off and try again. Because
of that fall, I was apprehensive. Yet knowing
my dad had been right there encouraged me to try again until I was able to say,
“look dad, I’m doing it.” Joy came all
over again as if that fall never happened.
Mark 9:27
But Jesus took him by the hand
and helped him to his feet and he stood up.
In this chapter, Jesus delivered
the man’s son from the demonic. The
crowd thought he was dead, but Jesus took the son by his hand and the boy stood
up. Yet this scripture stood out to me
in a special way. Do you see it? Jesus held out his hand and helped him to his
feet as he went to stand up.
Jesus held out his hand and
helped…then what happened, the boy stood up!
Jesus held out his hand and
helped…then what happened, the boy stood up!
Selah
It comforting to know that our
Abba just like my dad did that day with learning how to ride a bike; held out
his hand towards me to help:
When I’m down
When I’m frustrated
When I’m in doubt
He’s there to help and not only help
but allows me to stand in Him.
Selah
So, I encourage you today, grab
Abba by the hand in whatever you are going through. Let him help and before you know it, you will
be standing along with Him.
