“Surely God is good to Israel, to those who are pure in heart. But as for me, my feet had almost slipped; I had nearly lost my foothold.” Psalm 73:1-2
I am not a mountain climber. I never will be. My legs buckle just watching a TV show with someone scaling the top of a huge peak. I can tell myself it’s a story. I can remind myself that the actor is totally safe, but that doesn’t stop my hands from dripping with sweat.
I never have, never will, like heights.
So when I read the beginning of this Psalm with feet slipping and losing the foothold, I can identify with the instant fear.
And let’s face it, those moments of insecurity and uncertainty happen in our lives. Our feet slip. The foothold fails. Slipping, falling, failing, seem to be our options.
However, we must always remember that God’s hand supports us. His presence sustains us. He never leaves. He never fails. He never falls or loses His footing.
Father, thank You that today I am held even when my feet start to slip.