In God’s Hands

“My soul clings to you; your right hand upholds me.” 

If you’ve had a long day or a nonstop, high-pressured week, you can open your Bible almost in the middle and find indescribable reassurance in these ten words: “My soul clings to you; your right hand upholds me.”  

Consider all the things God does with His hands. He has carved out beds for great rivers, puckered up mountain ranges, ladled out seas, and dug channels for molten lava. We’re talking here about very strong hands. But they are also gentle. The hands of Jesus touched a man with leprosy and made him whole, swept across blind eyes and made them see, and took the cold, dead hand of a little girl and raised her up alive.  

In the end, those hands were outstretched on a rough wooden beam and pierced with sharp Roman spikes for our eternal salvation. Right now, Jesus upholds you with His right hand. Pause, consider that, and give Him praise. And then rest. 

Father, I remember how David said, “You are my God. My times are in your hands.” (Psalm 31:14–15). You cradle my days, my nights, my very life, and my eternal destiny in those hands. You shield me, comfort me, and guide me. No matter what crosses my path today, I am safe in Your hands.