Wow.
FAIL on last thursday's post about thankfulness! It annoys me that I forgot all about it, but out of all the things that I wouldn't want to drop the ball on, this blog is probably one of the least of my worries. So I'm not TOO annoyed.
I would like to be a woman of my word though and as humbling and embarrassing and hard as it can be sometimes, better late than never.
So in leu of last thursday's post (or lack thereof), I'd like to say that I'm thankful for my hands.
Think of all the things you couldn't do without your hands! I mean try, but you probably still won't think of all the things you would miss if you didn't have your hands!
Sometimes I complain that I have grandma hands. Enough of that. At least I have them at all!
I know it sorta seems trivial when I could be thanking the Lord for friends or family or salvation (all of which I DO thank Him for). But I know the Lord delights in little things too: like thankfulness for things like hands.
I couldn't type or text or peel an orange or paint my nails or write on cards.
I couldn't hold my Dear's hand or use my fingers to comb his hair.
I couldn't drive a car or twiddle my thumbs or pop an almond into my mouth.
I'm sure there would be ways to get all these things done but none so easily as with hands.
Obviously I'm not trying to rub it in if you don't have hands, but I am so thankful for mine.
It seems so simple. Most days, I hardly even think about the fact that I have them.
But they're a blessing I am far from deserving of, and He has blessed me with them nonetheless.
FAIL on last thursday's post about thankfulness! It annoys me that I forgot all about it, but out of all the things that I wouldn't want to drop the ball on, this blog is probably one of the least of my worries. So I'm not TOO annoyed.
I would like to be a woman of my word though and as humbling and embarrassing and hard as it can be sometimes, better late than never.
So in leu of last thursday's post (or lack thereof), I'd like to say that I'm thankful for my hands.
Think of all the things you couldn't do without your hands! I mean try, but you probably still won't think of all the things you would miss if you didn't have your hands!Sometimes I complain that I have grandma hands. Enough of that. At least I have them at all!
I know it sorta seems trivial when I could be thanking the Lord for friends or family or salvation (all of which I DO thank Him for). But I know the Lord delights in little things too: like thankfulness for things like hands.
I couldn't type or text or peel an orange or paint my nails or write on cards.
I couldn't hold my Dear's hand or use my fingers to comb his hair.
I couldn't drive a car or twiddle my thumbs or pop an almond into my mouth.
I'm sure there would be ways to get all these things done but none so easily as with hands.
Obviously I'm not trying to rub it in if you don't have hands, but I am so thankful for mine.
It seems so simple. Most days, I hardly even think about the fact that I have them.
But they're a blessing I am far from deserving of, and He has blessed me with them nonetheless.