Hands

Hi All,
It's amazing to me that, right when I need to hear it, I get a sign telling me to calm down, and let my worry and frustration go. Whenever I go to church, which sadly isn't regular (I aim to change that soon), the sermon always speaks to something that's going on in my life. Likewise, right when I need a certain conversation or a certain push in a better direction, it happens. This often happens through something I read or hear. Yesterday, as I was beginning to feel slightly better from the frustrations of late (which come from a professional and a personal place), this song came on the radio, reminding me to calm down and trust God as I always have. I normally get offended when I hear people say things like, "Why is God doing this to me?" because it seems wrong to me to question anything He does. He's suffered a lot more than any of us has, for sure.

But as Bean and I were lamenting, as we always do, why we are soooo unlovable (according to the male population of the world), I said, mostly kidding, "I don't think God likes me very much, despite my complete and utter devotion to Him." I wasn't really serious, but it occurs to me that I shouldn't ever have such thoughts, even in jest. I'm very blessed, after all, both in my job, my home, my friends, and my family. It's not really the end of the world to be alone. Bean says surely God has a plan in this regard, and she's right. We're just getting impatient when we see every other person in the world in relationships except for us. We say we'd be perfectly content with a career we love...but that hasn't happened either. I know with me, there's a constant desire for more. I want that in all areas of my life. But at times I get complacent too, not wanting new situations because they involve stress. And I really run from stress.

Sigh. So what to do? Pray. That's really the only answer.
This is a great song. I love Jewel. Pay attention to the lyrics; they are awesome.

Hands
(lyrics by Jewel Kilcher)

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
But 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
And 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


Have a great day!