As the mom of two young children, I often have glimpses into “revelation” by way of the things they do and say.  My ten month old baby girl is in the process of learning to walk.  She pulls up to basically anything by herself and can walk (sideways) around any perimeter if she has something to hold on to.  In the past week or so, she’s really gotten comfortable walking holding someone’s hands.  This was not just an instantaneous response.  When I first tried to get her to move that way, I’d have to gently push her feet with mine to get them to leave the ground.  She was planted…she really wasn’t even too steady on her feet at the time, even with my help.  The story has changed now, though.  She’ll take off the moment she can get a grip on someone’s fingers (and it’s quite a grip – yesterday she was squeezing so hard my fingers were turning blue) and will go as long as her helper will.

So of course, that got me thinking.  Have you ever watched a child when they take those first steps alone?  For quite some time, their arms are still in the air.  They’re balanced by keeping their hands up.  We’re the same way.  Our true balance in a world that seems unsure comes from the posture of worship we keep towards our Creator and Comforter.  The pattern of overcoming through worship was given to us in first in the Old Testament through Moses as Aaron & Hur held his hands up through the battle and brought Israel’s victory.  That picture was fulfilled on Calvary as Jesus the Pattern Son held His hands outstretched toward the Father and purchased our victory.  Now we, with hands held high, can walk victorious through any circumstance knowing it’s actually God who has a grip on us.

It’s when we get comfortable in ourselves, think our center of being is us and we can do it on our own that the hands go down.  The Divine interface is then interrupted.  In truth, God is our center of gravity – He lives in us yet we reach out to Him in worship.  That is balance…that is life.