Hands

Hands have always been important to me. The top picture is a picture of my hand holding my mother's hand. This was taken less than an hour before she left us here on earth, and entered the presence of her Savior and Lord! All of my life, from childhood through adulthood, I loved holding my mom's hand. It was a comfort...a connection. The second hand picture is a beautiful, elderly woman from the Dominican Republic. On my latest trip there, I was attending a leadership meeting for local pastors, and when I sat down by this precious woman, she reached over and patted my hand. Instinctively, as I looked at this image (her hand on mine) I remembered my mother's hands. In spite of the language barrier, I once again felt that comfort...that connection. 

Every day you hear of violence and abuse that is brought about by the use of someone's hands. Sadly, this is a choice that every individual makes on their own...to use their hands for evil or good.

In my younger years I would sometimes find myself quite irritated with other drivers as I would make my long commute to work every day. I may have used my hands at one time or another to "gesture" at some ridiculously obnoxious driver. When I moved back to Washington over 18 years ago, I decided that I would become a polite and patient driver. Even though I don't have that kind of commute, especially now in my "retirement" days, I still find myself on the road now and then. Last week was one of those weeks, as I made a couple of trips through rush hour. I determined that I was going to be patient and see if I could get a wave or two out of drivers that needed to merge, or wanted to move over into my lane. In those two days on the road, I received 6 waves! You know what? It felt really good. 

Jesus spent His years on this earth touching people...loving people...healing people; doing good with His hands. "And they brought young children to him, that he should touch them:" Mark 10:13a

As we go through our day, let's use our hands for good. Give someone you love a hug, or a pat on the back for a job well done. Try being a little more patient on your drive home, and see how many "waves" you get!

Enjoyed chatting!

Blessings,

Kathy