Human beings are a fantastic and terrible mixture. It is difficult to separate and recognize each for what they are.
After a difficult encounter with one’s mother, the adult child turned away from the impasse unto beholding mother’s hands. Her hands showed the signs of hard work and the toll of her years, but they also were a testimonial for memory recall.
The child remembered: these are the hands that nurtured and cared for me in my infancy. These are the hands that fed and clothed me. These are the hands that did for me what I could not do for myself. These are the hands that cleaned up my messes. These are the hands that administered the needed discipline to cleanse my conduct. These are the hands that groomed me physically and mentally to go to God’s house to hear God’s Word. These are the hands that would respond to any call for help. And the list goes on, that reminds me of my indebtedness to these hands.
But this reflection on what her hands had done, was not finished without the realization that it was what was in her heart and mind that moved her to do these things.
Everyone is naturally afflicted with: “I find then a law, that, when I would do good, evil is present with me.” Romans 7:21. What a complex and terrible mixture. But remember, we will never have to forgive others more than God had to forgive us to save us, and yet He was willing!
So when the mixture of the moment seems to be overwhelmingly distressful, and the issues at hand unbearable, take a good look at your mother’s hands and let them speak volumes of what is in her heart and mind towards you.
SHARING
