Sunday after church, my boys and I got in the van and headed off to the Meadowlands to watch the best soccer team in the world. USA vs. Argentina. I am a HUGE Argentina fan. Soccer fans are a bit extreme in showing their colors! It is very clear who you choose to side with.
At the start of the game the players come out in a ceremonial line up. The STARS on the main pitch walk hand in hand with a young lad about 7-10 years old….HAND in HAND. I said to my boys, wouldn’t it be cool to be the kid holding “Messi’s” hand. (For those of you ‘non-soccer’ people….He is arguably one of the world’s best players.). My boys and I talked…yeah…that kid will never forget that moment.
Last night I was thinking. I AM God’s child. He is holding my right hand and He has promised that once I choose to be his child that no one will be able to pluck me from His hand. What a cool thought. The King of Kings is holding my hand. That is way cool!
Isaiah 41:13 “For I am the Lord your God, who is holding your right hand, saying unto you, Fear Not, I will help you.”