Star-fish

      For some reason, I am drawn to scriptures about God's hands and arms. The idea of God holding my hand is almost too much for me to imagine. So  intimate, yet so sweet, to know that God holds me in His hands, is more precious than words can describe. David had a similar thought, while wandering the wilderness, "My soul clings to you; your right hand upholds me" (Psalm 63:8 ESV).      For the Israelites, God's hand and arm brought freedom from slavery, "Remember that you were slaves in Egypt and that the LORD your God brought you out of there with a mighty hand and an  outstretched arm" (Deuteronomy 5:15). He also reminded Israel that He had no intention of forgetting about her, "See, I have engraved you on the palms of my hands; your walls are ever before me" (Isaiah 49:16). One doesn't engrave a name on his hand unless he means to remember it!     That takes us to the hands of Jesus. He has scars engraved in His hands for us as wel...

     Wow, I can't believe I have been away from this blog for over two months! What have I been doing all this time?! Have any of you wondered this during COVID? If you are like us, we're retired, so there are no children or work to remind us of what day it is and other important responsibilities. We have some days where we don't really get the day started until about 10:00am and then wonder as we wander off to bed at 9:00pm what we accomplished those days.       I am excited to announce we finally found a church to join and have gone to a couple of Bible studies. It makes our move to this "new" town so much better now that we have a church family. (I say, "new" because we moved here October of 2019, but that was just before COVID, giving "BC" a whole new meaning, and we just didn't get to settle in to any normalcy until recently.)       At church this morning, one of the elder's, Gale, spoke on John 9 regarding Jesus healing the bl...