Hands

[I knew I'd get distracted from homework tonight]

I think tonight I've realized at least a smidgen of why I often find myself captivated by hands in a respectful way - for what they represent and everything that they mean.
There are so many reasons that are exemplified in songs that I have heard over the past seventy-two hours alone that only recently dawned on me.
Nothing is impossible, nothing is impossible for You. You hold my world in your hands - Kari Jobe

Lord, I can't even walk without you holding my hand. Oh Lord, the mountains are too high and the valleys are too wide. Down on my knees, I've learned to stand..because I can't even walk without you holding my hand. - Charles Johnson

Give us clean hands. Give us pure hearts. Let us not lift our souls to another - Chris Tomlin

These are only three that come to mind right now that describe not only God cleansing us, our hands, but guiding us and strengthening us if only through His 'one scarred hand.'

Have you ever looked at your hands? Or the hands of your best friend, mom, or grandfather? ... have you ever noticed the lines etched in them, whether faint or profoundly, painfully deep, the shape of fingers and how they curve? The softness or callousness of skin? Is there stress illustrated in the tension there, or unevenness of nails? What do your hands say about you?

God holds our hands through everything - through every break up, every unsure step, every loss, every moment when we feel we are forced to be more patient than anyone ever should, moments when we are determined, and the moments when we lose that determination. He holds our hand through endless devotion and inevitable change.
His hands, the hands of a carpenter, were pierced on the cross so that we might find hope and faith....peace in the world - in our lives. Hands show what we have gone through - fights and struggles, the things that make us and break us - characteristics of who we are and what means most to us. They show where we belong and to whom we belong by fitting perfectly. They symbolize our hearts. In our hands, in our hearts, we find the power of healing.

Matthew 9:20-21
Matthew 18:19-20