These Hands

These hands have held, been held, worked, wiped tears, patted backs, rubbed headaches away... these hands have been folded in prayer, they’ve reached out to another, twiddled, anxiously moved, covered a mouth filled with laughter, rubbed a back to console. These hands have written down feelings, held the hand of a dying loved one, held …

USE ME BUT

We say "USE ME" to God. Then we get rattled when he asks us to get up and move. USE ME GOD... But ....  Use me how I want to be used. Heavens no, don't ask me to do that. I cannot be inconvenienced. Use me Lord. But.  I am not equipped. That would be awkward. Somebody …

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