BLESSED HANDS

Whatever your hands find to do

do it with your might....

Ecclesiastes 9:10a

A precious friend of mine put something touching on my computer regarding a lady of some age who sat looking at and evaluating her hands. God has created us in such special ways that our body part function in every way to our benefit. We rarely consider anything about our bodies or parts until something goes wrong with them.

Hands are of necessity and are rarely thought of. This isn't a time for listing what mine have meant in my life but in the present moment, there are indicators. My hands hurt most of the time because of arthritis. They really aren't beautiful hands like some ladies my age have. However, I'm grateful that they are still usable for my own benefit and to be of help where others are concerned.

There are indicators on my fingers in the form of jewelry that speaks of my life. There are rings...engagement and wedding ones picked out solely by Brian. One Mother's Day, he purchased a simple mom ring and then on our 50^th anniversary a special anniversary ring with some diamonds on it. It seemed rather unusual to have one so lovely. Then on my right hand is one ring...Brian's wedding ring that I'm not sure he ever took off. I've had it since he passed away. All rings on my hands say so much of me.

My hands have scars from the past but there are no nail scars. Only One did that for you and me. We claim and cling to those scars that make everything else irrelevant. Jesus' scars outdo any jewelry or small scars I may have. He consistently works and touches my life with those hands. Jesus' scars outdo all else and aren't we glad.

Thank You Jesus for dying for me that I might have an eternal and loving relationship with You. I look forward to seeing Your precious hands in person some day. With all the gratitude I can muster, thank You and Amen.