Holy Hands

I got a massage this afternoon. I have a diagnosis of fibromyalgia, and, whatever that actually means, taking care of my body through yoga and massage helps with pain and stiffness. As my therapist, Kellie, worked out the knots in my shoulders and back, I was reminded of a favorite song from Cursillo:

 🎵 These are holy hands; he's given us holy hands. God works through these hands, and so these hands are holy. 🎵

Generous God, bless the holy hands that make this world a better place.

• Hands that prepare food for the hungry
• Hands that care for the children
• Hands that minister to the sick and injured
• Hands that wipe away tears
• Hands that bless and serve the sacraments
• Hands that reach out to lift up a neighbor 
• Hands that tend to your blessed animal kingdom
• Hands that farm the land
• Hands that create art in all its beautiful forms
• Hands that write
• Hands that do ugly work that no one else wants to do

I invite you to add to the list as ideas come to you. May all our hands be made holy to do Your work in the world.

Amen