This was the last time my Mother came at Christmas and this is a priceless memory. Whiskers, our little dog is no longer with us but he loved Momma and even though she didn’t want to admit it; she loved him too.

TODAY THE WORDS are TAKE MY HAND. This morning, as I occasionally change my cover photo on my face book page, I came across one of my most treasured photos of my Mother and me. As I posted it, and it is the photo at the top of this blog too; I thought of the times my Mother, who had been an independent, “do it myself” person would say to me, “If you can take my hand; I can still walk.” Off we would go, with her small hand in mine to see something or take a walk in her yards.
It gave me the inspiration for this blog.
Life is such a simple circle and it is only because we sometimes choose to step outside the circle; we find difficulty. Let me elaborate on this theory: A small child starts out laying on a surface or held by the Mother or Father. The child as it begins to focus and see things; the motion in the arms and legs are more actively seen. As time and curiosity advances, the child begins to scoot or roll and the movement begins. A child is seen attempting to use the legs, buttocks, or even head to begin the crawl. The idea of how they change their view encourages the movement and they begin to explore. 

Yesterday, I saw a young toddler begin his “walk” and I responded the parents’ lives will never be the same and to enjoy the chase and that is what it truly is….A chase! But what I want to focus on is the time before the child, as Bentley did, start to walk on his own. I can assure you from personal experience, there were many “walks” with the parents holding his hands and helping steady his feet. I can’t count how many of those walks we guided with our daughter.

We then go through life feeling indestructible and we don’t want any help. We get confident we can handle it all. We don’t need the hand holding; we run; we seek; we sometimes find our way; we sometimes get lost; and all in all, we usually don’t reach out for the steady hand. We stumble; we rise; we fall; and we try again. This is all part of life and this is the part I refer to us stepping outside the circle.
Then we get discouraged if we are not careful from the falls and having to get up again. What is easy to do is to stay down and not try again. We can blame this or that; but we stay down. The ones who realize what they learned as a child reaching a hand out to the parent for steady walks; it is that time again. Reach out for the Master; Our Eternal Father and with Him holding our hands; we begin to walk again. The old gospel hymn comes to my mind, “Take my hand, Precious Lord“.
Now for the deeper thought……As we age, our gait becomes unsteady in the physical realm; our spirits can remain strong and steady by holding on to the Father’s Hand. My Mother knew to ask for help in both ways; she depended on her loved ones to help her in this life; she held God’s hand and thanked Him regularly for holding her heart and soul in His Hands.  

Isaiah 41:13-14 ESV

For I, the Lord your God, hold your right hand; it is I who say to you, “Fear not, I am the one who helps you.” Fear not, you worm Jacob, you men of Israel! I am the one who helps you, declares the Lord; your Redeemer is the Holy One of Israel.

(c) copyright 2014 Arline Lott Miller. The material here copyrighted, use only by permission.

Author: sippingcupsofinspiration

A blogger since 2012, a published author of three Five Star romance novels, A MISTRESS, A WIFE and TELL ME LIES; LOVE ME STILL and RIDDLE ME THIS, LOVE OR BLISS. Still a small town girl with a lot of experience of people watching. Ten years of blogging experience.

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