Mark 1:31: So He went to her, took her hand, and helped her up.: I can truly relate to this scripture. I have lost count of the times, that the Lord has taken me by the hand, and helped me up. When my step-father sexually abused me, the Lord held His hand out to me, and helped me to rise above the hurt, and the shame. When my dad, and my brothers, turned away from me, totally shutting me out of their lives, there was the Lord. He reached out His hand to me, reminding me that He is my family, my true Father. When my momma passed away, and I went to a deep dark place of depression, and cutting myself, He reached His hand down into that deep dark pit of hell, and snatched me from its grip. Today, as I battle with several health problems, His hand is holding me steady. He never lets me go, He has a firm hold on my life. I am so grateful for His love, care, strength, and beautiful hands, that help me up, whenever I stumble, and fall.