You’re In Safe and Certain Hands
Yesterday Aimee, our new granddaughter came over with her parents to visit. I got to feed her some supplement from a bottle and then she fell asleep on my shoulder (at left) for two and a half hours while I watched the Green Bay football game. What a special time! My heart was so filled with joy just to be near Aimee and watch her breathe, smirk and rest. She had one hand on my chest and the other around my side.
he’s pretty helpless, you know. She really can’t do a thing for herself and must depend on those around her to take care of her. Jesus encouraged us to the same kind of relationship with his Father. You don’t need to be anxious for anything because he will take care of you. Wouldn’t it be great to trust that? I’m learning to, even when he doesn’t ‘take care’ of me the way I want to be taken care of.
hile a group of us were together last week praying for my writing and travel schedule, one of the brothers prayed about this. He spoke of Aimee and her complete helplessness and prayed we would learn how to be helpless in the hands of our Father too. As he prayed I thought not only of how helpless Aimee is, but how much I delight at every thought of her. And then I wondered if God held that same delight for me. Theologically, I know God delights over us. Zechariah said so, but I’ve never seen his delight for me quite as real as my delight for Aimee before that moment.
t reminded me my reading in Song of Songs a few weeks ago. As the bridegroom delights over his lover, I wondered if that mirrors Jesus’ delight in his church. I know how I feel when I’ve been gone from Sara for a few days, and the ache in my heart just to be near her again and hold her in my arms. Could this be how God feels about me? The conclusion I’ve come to his delight is at least what I feel for Sara or for Aimee. His delight could be a billion times greater, with him being God and all, and having more love in his heart than I can possibly fathom.
And if I really knew he delighted in me like that, wouldn’t it be so much easier to rest in his certain arms, even in the places where I’m most broken and helpless? I want Jesus to make that more real in me with each passing day, and I pray the same for you too!


For those who don’t know yet, a new issue of
When Paul wrote this letter to the Philippians, he wrote it from prison. As we have said, he was waiting for the sentence of death. He was no longer able to travel about the world preaching. He was no longer able to visit his beloved people in all parts of the world. A lot of his friends had left him. There was not much that he could do in a public way now. All that is at an end. So that it was not the churches and it was not the works; it was the Lord Jesus. Paul’s life was not just his work. It was not just his traveling about all over the world preaching. When all those things were taken away, he says, ‘I am still going on.’
I love the freshness of a new morning and love it most starting it with Father and a slate wiped clean by the cleansing stream of his forgiveness. I like unwrapping days like Christmas presents from a close friend, with the delight of seeing what this one will bring to pass. I am always anxious to see how he will make himself known, not only in those moments I’m surprised by joy but also in those moments where God appears in the midst of my pain and trials. It’s an amazing thing that we get to taste his mercies brand new every morning.
I’m just getting around to posting this because of all the excitement around here. Last week, David Hebden, a brother from Vancouver Island, British Columbia posted a list of questions last week to the