Hands

Surrendered hands look different.

They have a ruggedness.
They are imperfect.
They are used.

Surrendered hands have surrendered palms that face upward.
Palms that say, "Anything Lord."

They serve willingly.
Humbly.
Endlessly.

Surrendered hands don't belong to us.

They are instruments.
They are stories.
They are His.

Surrendered hands are weak.
And strong.
And still.

Look upon your hands today.
Use your hands to serve, to love, and to share.

For every handful you take today.
Give, yet another.

Fold them in prayer and open them as you go.
May the hand of God, cover both your hands today
and bless you with his eternal love.

Remember.
Surrendered hands look different.