Thursday, December 19, 2013

He Rides on the Clouds

Photo courtesy Mike Ritter

There is no one like the God of Jeshurun, who rides across the heavens to help you and on the clouds in his majesty. - Deuteronomy 33:26, Holy Bible, NIV

Did your parents have a nickname for you? My grandfather labeled his son "Buddy", and it stuck. Nobody knows him by his given name. If somebody asks, "may I speak to Harold," I know they aren't a friend. As a kid, my dad was rambunctious--a mix of his parents indeed. When polio struck him at six, young Buddy's body was paralyzed. He struggled the next ten years to walk again.

But just as our testimony isn't about us, but our Father, this story is about my grandfather. In his long life, he has endured losing his mother as a child, his son's paralysis, the death of his adult daughter, his younger daughter's lupus and kidney failure, his wife's stroke and passing, the passing of his second life-love, the paralysis of his two oldest grandsons, and the tragic death of his youngest grandson. All the while enduring painful arthritis from hard work around furnaces.

But anyone who knows Harry will tell you he is a man of faith and grace. This is the man who, about fifty-three years ago, carried his limp son to the hospital and spent long days and nights praying. His body isn't strong any longer, but that faith is. He is quick to help anyone in need, giving of himself. This he does from love.

When the author penned the phrase, the God of Jeshurun, some believe he was using a nickname for Israel, roughly translated, little Israel. Like my grandfather, the Father runs to his little children. However, he arrives, in His majesty.

PRAY: I need you. I need my Almighty Father to rescue me. My world turns to chaos in unexpected moments, reminding me of my helpless state. But you? Oh, no. There is no one like you. I know you will come through, and completely rest in your arms.

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