Have you ever tried to hold a little bird in your hands?
I’ve done it and it’s not easy, especially if the bird is injured or frightened. It will fight you at first and try to escape. You can often feel its tiny heart beating. It flutters and struggles, and to keep it from wiggling away you have to cup it in both of your hands, fingers laced together. You have to hold it just so––just tight enough so it doesn’t fly away and just loose enough not to crush it. But if you are gentle and patient it will eventually settle down, sensing it is secure and safe in your hands.
When we are injured or frightened, friends, we sometimes act like that little bird.
We want to escape. We flutter. We struggle. But when we eventually realize we cannot help ourselves, then we are free to be still and see that our Heavenly Father holds us in a warm, safe place––just tight enough so we don’t fly away and just loose enough so we are not crushed. And oh, it is a grace-filled place to be. Have you ever been there?
Some would call it surrender; I would call it the Grip of Grace. It is that place where nothing can touch us but the fingers of God that surround us. It is the sweet relief of surrendering to hands more powerful than we are, knowing that our strength is not sufficient and that in His grip alone will we find safety and rest.
There are times when there is no better place to be than in the strong, gentle hands of our loving Father. “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.”
-2 Corinthians 12:9 (NIV)
So what do you do when you find yourself in the Grip of Grace? You be still. You rest. You wait. For He will most assuredly deliver you back onto solid ground.
A Grace-filled weekend to you.
Greg
Have you ever tried to hold a little bird in your hands?
I’ve done it and it’s not easy, especially if the bird is injured or frightened. It will fight you at first and try to escape. You can often feel its tiny heart beating. It flutters and struggles, and to keep it from wiggling away you have to cup it in both of your hands, fingers laced together. You have to hold it just so––just tight enough so it doesn’t fly away and just loose enough not to crush it. But if you are gentle and patient it will eventually settle down, sensing it is secure and safe in your hands.
When we are injured or frightened, friends, we sometimes act like that little bird.
We want to escape. We flutter. We struggle. But when we eventually realize we cannot help ourselves, then we are free to be still and see that our Heavenly Father holds us in a warm, safe place––just tight enough so we don’t fly away and just loose enough so we are not crushed. And oh, it is a grace-filled place to be. Have you ever been there?
Some would call it surrender; I would call it the Grip of Grace. It is that place where nothing can touch us but the fingers of God that surround us. It is the sweet relief of surrendering to hands more powerful than we are, knowing that our strength is not sufficient and that in His grip alone will we find safety and rest.
There are times when there is no better place to be than in the strong, gentle hands of our loving Father. “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.”
-2 Corinthians 12:9 (NIV)
So what do you do when you find yourself in the Grip of Grace? You be still. You rest. You wait. For He will most assuredly deliver you back onto solid ground.
A Grace-filled weekend to you.
Greg
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