Hymn: “He Leadeth Me” – Joseph H. Gilmore (1834-1918)
Tune: HE LEADETH ME
We’re sort of back to that and he walks with me and he talks with me hymn again, but I see
this one to be more like a child who
grabs ahold of an adult’s hand, fully believing there is safety in that grasp.
Walking hand-in-hand with the Savior is something we all aspire to …
shoulder-to-shoulder in locked step… going only where his trajectory leads.
Picture this, if you will: The Lord Jesus extends his hand
and looks you in the eye. You’re invited to place your hand in that
nail-scarred hand, but you
are not forced to accept the gesture – you don’t even feel obligated. But you
clasp your palm into his, and you feel the sudden strong squeeze that reassures
you that you have made the right move. Although we may visualize the two of you
walking together, that may not happen; he may just stand there with you – perfectly
still in the midst of chaos. Sometimes that’s what we need: not necessarily a
walking buddy but a standing companion. “Just hold my hand while I work my way
through this situation,” might be our request – sort of like “All I need is a
hug.”
I get into this hymn-line every time I sing it, and I’ve
been singing it most of my life – since my earliest memories of congregational
singing in the white wood-frame church that was Pigeon Forge Baptist Church
before we moved over into the big brick building on the parkway… next door to
what is now Dwight Maples’ motel… and changed our name to The First Baptist
Church of Pigeon Forge.
I love to imagine hanging on for dear life to hand of my
Lord the Christ. And I like promising him that I won’t complain about my life –
that I’ll be content in whatever state I find myself… even Texas! :)
It is not an easy promise to make because we seem to need to
vent our frustrations and our unhappinesses. But unlike a fairly recent best-seller, I
have never been disappointed with God. I have been disappointed with my own
decisions and mistakes. I have been disappointed by God’s people. But I have
never been disappointed with God. And despite having sung this promise for over
sixty years now, I have occasionally complained to God about my situation and
have not always been as contented as Elsie.
It is still my intention. It is still my prayer because this
hymn-line concludes with “content
whatever lot I see, since ‘tis thy hand that leadeth me.” ‘Tis still
his hand… and sometimes he has to squeeze a little harder to remind me of my
promises and my commitments to him and to his Kingdom.
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