Held

by - March 11, 2020

In light of the fact that all the heaven, the moon, and stars are just a little something you did with your fingers one day, God, who are we, that you would notice or care for us?


That's my paraphrase of Psalm 8:3-4.

The question is rhetorical, not meant to be answered necessarily, but asked to make a point. And the Psalmist goes on to talk about exactly how much he cares for us and our exact spot in the pecking order of all his majestic creation.

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Do not fear, for I am with you;
Do not anxiously look about you, for I am your God.
I will strengthen you, surely, I will help you,
Surely I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.  ~~Isaiah 41:10

Do you see the answer? The God who flings a universe into being with a little somethin' somethin' from his fingertips upholds us with his entire right arm, the strong arm. 

It's okay to be weak. He is strong.
It's only natural that we would be anxious and fearful. We are not God.
But the true God? He says he is our God. 
Not only do we belong to him, but he gave himself to us -- he belongs to us!

Our God has fingertips so mighty they can pitch galaxies into space on a whim. I think the Psalmist was saying "without lifting a finger."

And you are so precious that he uses his whole arm to hold you.





Photo by Greg Rakozy on Unsplash

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