Therefore lift your drooping hands and strengthen your weak knees, and make straight paths for your feet, so that what is lame may not be put out of joint but rather be healed. Hebrews 12:12-13
I wanted to start today’s post with scripture from Hebrews 12. This morning, I woke up to pump (breast milk for those that aren’t sure what I mean) and I decided to read some scripture. I’d been researching some biblical numbers and when searching some scripture that mentioned it, I felt my eyes wanted to read Hebrews 12 instead.
It got me thinking about how this related to me right now. Mind you it was 3:30 in the morning so I hadn’t thought too long and hard about it. But, I read it out loud to God anyway. Because you read it out loud, it glorifies God and lets the devil know you ain’t one to mess with this morning.
So, I went back to sleep and when I woke up again, I felt the pull from God to just praise him.
I picked up my baby girl, went into the kitchen, and praised. No music, just the sounds of glories to the Lord.
“Lift your drooping hands…” scripture says. Which tells me that your arms are low in a stance of defeat, and this scripture is telling you to raise them toward heaven. Lifting your hands is a sign of surrender and a physical action of releasing the burden and laying it at Jesus’ feet.
“Strengthen your weak knees…” After you’ve raised your hands, you are strengthened by God’s miraculous power to now stand up straight in confidence. Standing there, praising your Father, and walking the path that he has set before you.
As I wrote that, it made me think of running a marathon. No, I’ve never run a marathon, but I can put my imagination to good use. Think, you’re at the 12th mile in a 13-mile race. Your body is starting to give up, you’re tired, knees weak, arms feeble, and you are feeling like you’re going to hit the ground. Then SPLAT. There you are face down on the pavement not wanting to go on any longer.
All of a sudden, someone else in the race stops, looks back, then grabs your hand to help you up. It’s like they’re an angel or something. So, you lift your weak hands as they help pull you up. Knees shaking trying to gain the strength to help you stand, while the person helping you says, “we’re almost there, you’re almost finished.”
You start to gain momentum again, slowly at first, while still holding this person’s hand. But you finally realize, you got this. You let go of their hand and when you look up, there’s the finish line. And when you cross it, your arms are still in the air, but this time with confidence and joy because you are victorious.
This scripture, to me, shows me that I should be raising my arms in praise through every circumstance because God is our victory!
It’s marching around the wall singing shouts of praise before it comes tumbling down.
It’s casting all of my worries on Christ.
It’s slaying Goliath without fancy armor.
It’s dancing like David in the midst of the wilderness.
Praise is glorifying God and accepting his teaching, love, and victory. So, with that, we stand firm because we know that God is right here helping us run the race and there’s no need to worry any longer.
To you reading this, don’t give up. I’ve heard someone say that praise tills the fertile ground. Meaning, that it breaks up the soil to prepare for seed planting.
How can you reap a bountiful harvest if you won’t till?
Friend, it’s time to stop living in defeat, and live in the victory set out for us.
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