Hands

Have you looked at your hands lately? This time of year mine are especially dry due to the cold weather and wintry conditions. I am not one to wear nail polish very often and I am not one to wear gloves very often, but perhaps I could do both to protect my hands a bit and make them more presentable because in all actuality MY HANDS ARE GOD’S HANDS.

My hands send signals and cues to people. They move and gesture when I talk and the fingers bear symbolic and sentimental rings I wear that speak stories to those who may ask. Hands help us hold things, lift things, prepare things, share things.

1 Corinthians tells us that we are indeed the body of Christ and does not a body have hands?

Romans tells us how beautiful are the feet of those who preach the good news.

Now I realize those passages mention the body and feet, but I see both intertwined with hands in order to do God’s work here on earth.

Hands to hold the hands of those in despair.

Hands to prepare a meal for the hungry.

Hands to write words of love and support in a note to a needy friend.

Hands to pray to God the Almighty who has our best interests in HIS HANDS.

I want to be God’s hands on earth. With or without a manicure, with or without smoothing lotion, with or without warm gloves or the rings I usually wear. I want my hand gestures to be loving, caring and meaningful to someone each day.

Thank you, God for the hands you have given me. Please help me use them for your purposes in this world around me.

AMEN!