I was leaning on the counter in our office. I looked down and there was an impression of my handprint. Which caused me to think about all we do with our hands. We lift them in prayer, we hold a child’s hand, we serve with them, we comfort with them.

John Chrysostom a fourth-century mystic from Constantinople wrote, “Prayer is the light of the spirit, and the spirit, raised up to heaven by prayer, clings to God with the utmost tenderness. Like a child crying tearfully for its mother, it craves the milk that God provides. Prayer also stands before God as an honored ambassador. It gives joy to the spirit, peace to the heart. I speak of prayer, not words. It is the longing for God, love to deep for words, a gift not given by humans, but by God’s grace.”

My God we clasp our hands in desperate prayer, we open our hands with generosity in order to help another. Take my hands Savior and walk with me today as I travel in the dark and the light places of this our world. Amen.

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