It’s been a while, but it’s good to refresh myself with this community I had joined a some months back. Tonight I decided to return and join in the Five Minute Friday party with Lisa Jo Baker.
My hands are caked with grime and dirt that won’t let go. It seems the harder I scrub to get them clean, the more they cling to the deepest crevices.
That’s the thing about our hands – they are dirty.
Marred with the stains of sin, of misspoken words, angry looks, dishonest gains, broken trust. So much ugliness in our lives that our hands reflect the places in which we reach.
Tar from the pit of self pity. Stained from the depth of shame. Twisted and wrenching we move them back and forth. Trying to get them clean.
Like scrubbing them off will release the burden of the weight upon our backs.
No matter how hard we rub, scratch and rake our fingers across our skin. There is nothing we can ever do to make them clean.
Let Jesus renew you.
This post is part of Five Minute Friday’s, a five minute weekly reflection on a word prompt. No edits, no do overs, just write. “No extreme editing; no worrying about perfect grammar, font, or punctuation. Unscripted. Unedited. Real.
Embracing His Presence 
Stopped by from FMF – Hallelujah that we have a God who was not afraid to get His hands dirty to come and provide a way to clean ours!
May His fearless life enable us to love as He did!
YES. Oh, this is such truth. He is the only one who can truly make us clean. Love it!
It’s only God’s ever molding Hands that can hold us with love as He cleanses us!