Hands? Yes, hands. What about hands?
First of all, most of us have them and they are pretty useful. Think about it. We use them to open doors, to feed ourselves, to drive the car, to turn the pages in a book, to flip the channel with the remote. We use them to cook, type, paint, build, write, and to drive. We use them to motion, to wave, to clap, and to wipe away tears. We talk with them. Why hands, you say.
I think about my hands a lot because they hurt a lot. I have arthritis in the joints and the joints swell and ache. I whine about my hands a lot. I wring my hands a lot. I try not to think about them, but they call my name all day and all night.
What about hands? I decided to try thinking about hands in a different way, a more positive way. Okay. Yes, they are good for all those things above, but what else about hands?
Hands – our prayer partners. We lift them to the Lord in praise and joy. We fold them and focus while we talk to God. We extend them to the people at church and give hugs with them. We offer and receive bread and wine at communion. We break bread with them.
Hands – our caring partners. We reach out and care for others with our hands. We caress a child's soft head with them. We stroke the dog's furry ears with them. We change the baby and apply bandages with them. We offer condolences and tissues with them. We hold the hands of someone hurting with our hands. We communicate with them.
A lot of hands help at church. They fold and unfold cloths for worship. They pour wine and carry signs. (At the North Campus they drive a golf cart to put out the Welcome to Messiah signs.) They put up screens, they play pianos, organs, guitars, and drums. They reach out with benedictions and blessings. Hands pour coffee, open doors, gather offerings, and distribute bulletins.
And when we can't see, they help us to find our way in the dark. The sense of touch is one of the first and last things we do as our lives begin and end.
Thank you, God, for my hands.
North Campus Site Coordinator