Hands. I've come across quite a few images of them recently. These pictures are the hands of my husband and I ; the hands of my husband, me, and our three year old friend, Ella ; a loaf of bread carved into a hand ; and stone sculptures of hands from a museum exhibit we went to. I've heard it said that the only two body parts that cannot hide your age are your neck and your hands. Do you think that's true? In the book of Isaiah, God promises never to forget us and says that He has engraved our names on the palms of his hands. Here is part of a poem I found about that:
In God's great hand my name is written down
Not lightly, but with bold deliberate strokes;
Engraved forever there
For me to see one day when I come home
Psalm139:8 "If I make my bed in the depths, you are there. If I rise on the wings of the dawn, If I settle on the far side of the sea, even there your right hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast."
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I love that poem. Is it part of a hymn? I would like to read it all.
A wonderful post, Ginny. Thanks.
Looking at your photos of the real and sculptured hands I realized how expressive they can be. Each of the photos has a different emotion or feeling, very interesting. While I think my hands look pretty good for my age even with all the yard work and such, unfortunately the statement is probably correct. Our hands and neck do show age.
I am thankful I am engraved on god's hands. and thankful for you as a blog friend and for all my blog friends. These hands are all special and will be a good memory someday for your family.
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