With Mother's Day then Father’s Day fast approaching might you like to honor your husband’s hands with a picture and poem? Please feel free to adapt my poem below to fit your man and share the idea with friends.
[I asked my husband to let me take a picture of his hands, which inspired my thoughts about what his hands have done.]
MY MAN'S HANDS
Your hands snuggled, comforted and disciplined our children who carry your blood and cell structure into the next generation.
Your hands have been laid upon family and friends while praying for sickness or sadness to leave our bodies.
Your hands held steering wheels while driving several hundred thousand miles across America and foreign countries.
A million golf swings have been made holding a club in your hands matching the flight of eagles and the straightness of spears as a PGA golf pro, who taught thousands of others to do the same.
Your hands have patted and hugged friends and acquaintances with gracious reminders of their value.
Your hands have reached for my hand every night to say the Our Father prayer before we sleep.
Your hands are raised often in worship of the God who made them.
Your hands have prepared soups, shakes and salads and crepes for loved ones.
Your hands have torn down and built rooms and roofs and planted and nourished gardens and trees.
Your hands have worked for and protected our family.
Your hands have touched me with love through all our years.
They’ve gnarled a bit, and become spotted from holy wear, but they’re still strong and true.
Fantastic hands…
[Would this be cool printed and framed on your man’s workbench or desk!]
Acts 6:6 "... who prayed and laid their hands on them."
A Breathless 2012 Poem For Every Mom and Dad:
How Big?
How big is my world?
God alone decides.
Is it one room, an island, a country?
Impact is not measured in size,
Love isn’t determined by return,
Life isn’t scored by points.
Significance comes from connection,
Linkage to the Master Planner
Destiny comes from His design,
Not mine.
www.judithrolfs.com
There are 27 bones in the human hand alone!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful! Thank you for inspiring me to acknowledge all my husband has done for our family and so many others. This is especially touching since Bill is a chiropractor! I couldn't begin to number the people he has blessed with his hands. Bless you.
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful poem! As one of the many people who has been blessed by dad's healing hands, I too would like to extend my gratitude for everything those hands represent. They are indeed the hands of a golf pro, artist and handyman, and also the beloved flesh that baited my fishing hook as a boy, helped my family load up moving trucks, and that helped build his grandchildren's sandbox. Oh, what great love, help and comfort I have experienced at their touch. Thank you dad, and thank you heavenly Father for the gift of those precious, irreplacable hands.
ReplyDeletejudith & Wayne, Congratulations on your wedding anniversary.may god continue to bless you & yours with his love, grace & holy spirit..........you are a beautiful example of a sacramental marriage. shalom, carol lee & david +
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