2 Corinthians 2:3 – Ecclesiastes 9:1

“For all this I laid to my heart, even to explore all this: that the righteous, and the wise, and their works, are in the hand of God…” Ecclesiastes 9:1

Looking back through my memories I have realized what the hands of God look like. They are like the hands of friends and family who care about others. After all, we are made in the image of God. Their fingers tend to open and reach out as giving hands. To hold them is like holding the hands of Love. There is compassion and firm gentleness in their grip, and the heaviness of correction mixed with the weightlessness of forgiveness is felt in each touch.

How many ways has God comforted you? Did He embrace you through a friend’s arms during your time of trouble? When the burden was too heavy to carry alone, did He send someone to help bear the load?

Can you remember when there was not enough money to get through another day, or to meet your need; and then came the surprise that helped so much? It was both an act of someone’s kindness and an answered prayer; the Lord often works that way.

Has there been a time when a phone call or visit broke the sound of loneliness as a friends spent some time with you: and God was there?

There is something that I can’t explain, but I know it is true. When I am down, and a friend lifts me back up, I feel as though it was the hand of Jesus that touched me; Yet when we reach out to another who is in life’s storm, we are reaching out to Jesus.

“The King will reply, ‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.” (Matthew 25:40)

“He touched me, Oh He touched me
And all the joy that floods my soul
Something happened and now I know
He touched me and made me whole.”