Hands. What do you think about??? My mom and I were talking about our hands today. I had a terrible habit of chewing my nails for most of my life. I had fake nails put on in an effort to break myself of the habit. Kept them on for 3 months, I've had them off for almost 2 weeks and so far so good, but I have not watched a movie yet. Quite a random fact but for those who know me, it's not at all random :) I remember holding my moms hand when I was little and she had the most beautiful hands. There was so much comfort in her stroking my hair. There is still just nothing like a momma hug! Just told Jeffrey yesterday that Grandma Panhorst's hands always smelled like bleach. My dad always told me to be afraid of any man with nice hands LOL I always envied (I know it's wrong don't remind me...) my sister's hands/nails. She has gorgeous long fingers with long beautiful nails. When my boys were young we would put their hands in plaster and make a mold of them or trace them on paper and put their name and date. It's very interesting to me how hands and feet mark our growth, how much we work, how we work... etc. Even the nail is a picture of health. If it's blue... well, that's just not good haha A healthy nail is a picture of a healthy person.
Here's what is on my heart... Psalm 63:4 "Thus will I bless thee while I live: I will lift up my hands in thy name" For me, lifting my hands to God is a picture of surrender, of giving everything to Him. It's a gesture of respect, giving glory and honor to the ONE who made my hands. What are things we lift our hands for? My boys raise their hands when they have a question, or they need help. We raise our hands in celebration at a sports game. We raise our hands in frustration at times.
Lord help me to raise my hands to You in PRAISE!
There is so much to praise Him for! My creator in such intricate detail, made my hand like no other. He made them for so many different abilities... the least I can do is to lift them up to Him in His name!