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keshia heath
      Day Nine of My #SELFIEvaluation - Soft Strength  Yes, I am talking about my hands today.  I know this one may seem a little bit strange, but I do really love my hands.  They are pretty small, and it never fails anytime I have to hold someones hand in a group, they always say, "Man, my hands could crush yours, they are so tiny!" Literally, every time people!  I am very aware of that, and I honestly like that about them!  Another weird quirk to my hands is that my pinky does not have enough skin to cover the bone so both of my pinkies are bent where my knuckle is and cannot lay flat against anything.  I've had that my entire life, so it definitely doesn't bother me.  My hands are soft, I'm not necessarily talking about the feel of them  (but I will say I moisturize them a lot.)   They are soft in the fact of how I handle things with them.  I try and be very gentle, except for when I use them to punch my little brother in the arm on occasion, which he always complains about for some reason ;)  Sorry Dimitrie!     They have strength not because they are physically strong, but because of what they have been through, the people that they have been used to pray for, minister to, hold up someones arms with, meeting new people and friends, to clap together to praise the Lord, to turn the pages of the Bible in my times of study, and so much more.  We all use our hands, more than we probably realize.  I know this post was short, and there isn't a lot to it, but I am so grateful for my hands, and all that they help me with.  Today, think about something that God has blessed you with that you use probably more than you realize and thank Him for that very thing.  Don't take it for granted.      "So it came about when Moses held his hand up, that Israel prevailed...." --Exodus 17:11    

Day Nine of My #SELFIEvaluation - Soft Strength

Yes, I am talking about my hands today.  I know this one may seem a little bit strange, but I do really love my hands.

They are pretty small, and it never fails anytime I have to hold someones hand in a group, they always say, "Man, my hands could crush yours, they are so tiny!" Literally, every time people!

I am very aware of that, and I honestly like that about them!  Another weird quirk to my hands is that my pinky does not have enough skin to cover the bone so both of my pinkies are bent where my knuckle is and cannot lay flat against anything.  I've had that my entire life, so it definitely doesn't bother me.

My hands are soft, I'm not necessarily talking about the feel of them (but I will say I moisturize them a lot.)  They are soft in the fact of how I handle things with them.  I try and be very gentle, except for when I use them to punch my little brother in the arm on occasion, which he always complains about for some reason ;) Sorry Dimitrie! 

They have strength not because they are physically strong, but because of what they have been through, the people that they have been used to pray for, minister to, hold up someones arms with, meeting new people and friends, to clap together to praise the Lord, to turn the pages of the Bible in my times of study, and so much more.

We all use our hands, more than we probably realize.  I know this post was short, and there isn't a lot to it, but I am so grateful for my hands, and all that they help me with.

Today, think about something that God has blessed you with that you use probably more than you realize and thank Him for that very thing.  Don't take it for granted.

 

"So it came about when Moses held his hand up, that Israel prevailed...." --Exodus 17:11