Yes what you are reading in my title is not your imagination.
I was blown away by this simple verse this morning that I read from the Psalms.
Praise The Lord, praise God our Saviour!
For each day he carries us in his arms. Psalm 68 v 19 NLT
Meditate on these words.
Although my God is all powerful, Almighty, the who created the heavens and the earth, he is as gentle as a father or mother to carry one in his arms. Jesus taught us how to pray saying Our Father, who are in heaven. The Hebrew word for father is Abba. When in Israel I heard little children run after their father calling Abba! Abba! until he gave them his attention. Feel free to call out Abba! Abba!
We are created in his image. We have his nature. That is why a father or mother is touched by the vulnerability of their new born baby. This is love. The baby feels secure in his parents’ love. So it is when I am in God’s arms. I’m secure in his love.
Even though I am an adult, even a pensioner, he is holding me today in his arms, like a mother cradles a baby. I’m letting his warm hands hold me, comfort me, smooth my brow and brush away my concerns. He wipes away my tears and stays with me till I feel better, as a father comforts his child after he falls and bumps his head.
Let the Lord carry you in his arms today and hold you close to his cheek.
I was touched by another scripture recently from Hosea 11 v 3 4 8+9
Often we recoil away from God because of fear, guilt or shame. That is the devil’s lie telling us God is angry or will not forgive our sins. The devil tempts us to sin in the first place and when we have sinned he keeps us in the dark and stops us from calling Abba for his love, forgiveness and care. The devil is a trickster and our enemy.
God’s love for us. Not only does he hold us in his arms he holds us up to his cheek and heals us.
11 ‘When Israel was a child, I loved him. Instead of Israel or Ephraim put in your name.
3 It was I who taught Ephraim to walk,
taking them by the arms;
but they did not realise
it was I who healed them.
4 I led them with cords of human kindness,
with ties of love.
To them I was like one who lifts
a little child to the cheek,
and I bent down to feed them.
I don’t want to give you up. I want to protect you
I won’t be angry with you.
My heart recoils within me,
My compassion grows warm and tender,
For I am God and not man, the Holy One in your midst.
God is real and is with you today. Believe what I’m saying. Let him hold you and heal you today. It’s not your imagination.