Holding God’s Hand

by Crystal Bowman

“For I am the Lord your God who takes hold of your right hand and says to you, Do not fear; I will help you” (Isaiah 41:13 NIV).

After 63 years of being married to her soulmate, my mother went into a deep depression when my father died. She was 84 years old and didn’t want to live anymore. But eventually, with the help of a caring doctor, close friends and family, she gradually emerged from her depression, ready to live again.

My mother was “young” for her age and sill had many years to enjoy life. She volunteered to chauffeur her widow friends to doctors’ appointments and grocery stores. She entertained nursing home residents by playing the piano during their lunch hour. She referred to the facility as “the old folks’ home” when in fact, many of the residents were younger than she was. I told her often that Dad would be proud of the way she found purpose and meaning in her years of widowhood.

In her early 90s she began falling, even with the help of a walker. We moved her into a beautiful, assisted living home where she was the most popular resident because of her kindness. In the dining hall, she would look for someone sitting alone and join them. In the fitness room she assisted a blind woman on the exercise bike. And she always thanked every staff member for caring for her.

My mom loved the Lord and spent hours every morning reading Scripture and talking with God. She knew it wouldn’t be much longer before she would be going to her forever home and grew closer to God every day. One day, as she was writing in her journal, her pen ran out of ink. She got up and walked to her desk to get another pen. As she was about to walk back to her chair, she froze in place, realizing she had forgotten to use her walker. She reached her hand toward the ceiling and said, “Dear God, please walk with me.” Then she felt the strength of His steady hand in hers, as God walked her back to her chair. 

In Isaiah 41, God reminds the children of Israel that they are His chosen people, and that He cares for them and fights for them. In verse 10 (NIV) He says, “So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God.  I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.”

Anyone who has received Jesus as their Savior is part of God’s family. When we belong to Him, there is no need to fear for we are never alone. Life can be full of sadness and grief. We lose spouses, siblings, children, and best friends. It’s easy to let the troubles of this world bring us down. But when that happens, we need to look up, reach out our hand and say, “God, walk with me.”

My mom lived to be 97 years old and passed away on Mother’s Day 2019. She left a legacy of faith to her children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren. She didn’t just speak about her faith, she lived it every day. Her faith continues to bless me as I read the pages in her journal.  I’m so happy she was able to get another pen. 

This article is brought to you by the Advanced Writers and Speakers Association (AWSA).

About the author: Crystal Bowman is a bestselling, award-winning author of more than 100 books including, Our Daily Bread for Kids.She and her husband have three married children and seven huggable grandchildren.

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4 thoughts on “Holding God’s Hand

  1. Oh my goodness, Crystal. I have goosebumps. What a precious example of running the race and finishing well. Our bodies may weaken, but our faith doesn’t have to.

    I remember being at the Garden of Gethsemane for the first time. The ancient olive trees — some 2,000 years old — were behind a high stone wall. There were openings for us to see the trees, but no touching. Although it was understandable to protect these treasures, I was disappointed.

    Was it wrong to want just one little leaf? Something to remember this amazing experience? Well, I prayed. Within seconds, I looked down and not one, but two slender green leaves were by my foot. You can imagine my rejoicing.

    My praise attracted some attention. When I shared what happened, others began looking for more leaves. I said, “Pray, ask the Lord.” Sure enough one by one others “found” leaves. It was our miracle in the Garden. A unique, sweet blessing. Just a wonderful hug from our Heavenly Father.

    I still have one of the leaves nestled in the pages of the small Bible I took with me for all of my trips to Israel.

    The other leaf? I gave it to a dear woman who had always wanted to go to Israel. I felt to tell her that this leaf was proof that God wants to give us the desires of our heart. Four years later, God fulfilled her heart desire–she went to Israel. And I was there to witness that, too.

    Thanks for helping to bring this memory to mind.


  2. What an amazing tribute to your mom and to our Most High God who hears prayer. Thank you for sharing the testimony of our God that helps.


  3. I am so encouraged by the story of your mother. I want to leave a spiritual legacy for my grandchildren. I’m praying that what I share and how I live is even now impacting them and will for all their lives. One practical thing I do is record my prayers for them in two separate notebooks. ( I have two grandchildren). The written prayers are very short and I don’t do this every day. My grandson who is old enough to understand knows what I”m doing. Whenever I visit him or he comes to my home, I bring out the notebook and read one of my prayers for him. I can envision that even after I’m in heaven, each of them will read the notebook’s prayers for encouragement and to know how much I, and God, love them. Thank you for the affirmation through your mom that can be possible.

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