Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Hands

After praying and believing for his healing, a man in my small group died on Sunday. Do I feel sorry for him right now...uh...no. He is looking at the face of Jesus at this very moment...and I think THAT is something to be excited about! But. I have questions.

After praying life over a 5 year old boy from our church who fell in the creek for over an hour last week, he died. I have questions.

Our close friend's daughter had a sudden diabetes attack (they did not even know she HAD diabetes.) They almost lost her. But didn't. I have questions.

My body has let go of pregnancies long before it should have. I have questions.

How many more things can each of us add to this list. It could go on for a long while I am guessing.

But in the same breath, there is another list. Full of questions.

I have 3 absolutely beautiful healthy babies. Why me?

I was born not into poverty and sickness, but rather a country of wealth, health and influence. Why me?

I am free to wear what I want, say what I choose and believe what I will without a prison sentence impending. Why me?

I have truly amazing friends who encourage me, laugh with me, cry with me, shop with me...I am not lonely. Why me?

Even in my "lack" I have much MUCH to give. Why. Me.

Today, I feel humbled, and thankful.

Not because I have millions of dollars that can rescue millions of orphans, or because I have stockpiles of food to feed all the hungry, or because I have all the answers to sooth every mother's aching empty womb.

But because I am me. And I have these hands. That can hug one person who needs a friend. And I have these feet. That can walk to the store to bring that sick woman some soup. And I have this voice, that can speak for the tiny lives whose voices can not be heard, and so their lives are taken from them.

The feelings in my heart today remind me of a Jewel song...Hands. I leave you with the lyrics, and to consider, what is it that YOUR hands can do today? Don't judge your day on the harvest you reap, but rather by the seeds your plant.

"Hands"

If I could tell the world just one thing
It would be that we're all OK
And not to worry 'cause worry is wasteful
And useless in times like these
I won't be made useless
I won't be idle with despair
I will gather myself around my faith
For light does the darkness most fear
My hands are small, I know
But they're not yours, they are my own
But they're not yours, they are my own
And I am never broken
Poverty stole your golden shoes
It didn't steal your laughter
And heartache came to visit me
But I knew it wasn't ever after
We'll fight, not out of spite
For someone must stand up for what's right
'Cause where there's a man who has no voice
There ours shall go singing
My hands are small I know
But they're not yours, they are my own
But they're not yours, they are my own
I am never broken
In the end only kindness matters
In the end only kindness matters
I will get down on my knees, and I will pray
I will get down on my knees, and I will pray
I will get down on my knees, and I will pray
My hands are small I know
But they're not yours, they are my own
But they're not yours, they are my own
And I am never broken
My hands are small I know
But they're not yours, they are my own
But they're not yours, they are my own
And I am never broken
We are never broken
We are God's eyes
God's hands
God's mind
We are God's eyes
God's hands
God's heart
We are God's eyes
God's hands
God's eyes
We are God's hands
We are God's hands

4 comments:

Jennifer said...

Great post! I needed to hear that.

Chuchi said...

you inspire me everyday. you have a way with words like no one I have ever met. YOu know what to say and just how to say it. I am so blessed to have you in my life!! Love you Momma!!

Mama4Real said...

I was going to write a post next week called "WHY ME Monday" but it would have had a MUCH different tune.

I love you to pieces. counting down the days till July!

Mama4Real said...

oh yeah, and I'm working on a song about things like this...it's called "Because You're Holy" It's tough. Did I ever send you the link to my friends pictures of her conjoined twins? 2nd thought... too painful... but... anyway, questions...yes. questions.