My Hands, God’s Hands

Psalm 143:6 — “I spread out my hands to You; my soul longs for You like a thirsty land.”

Psalm 145:16 — “You open Your hand and satisfy the desire of every living thing.”

Do you notice the difference between my hands and God’s hands?

My hands are empty. I stand before God and hold out my hands, showing Him that I’ve got nothing. Nothing. On my own, I have nothing that satisfies, nothing of eternal significance. I long for more. I long for God like a dry, thirsty, barren land longs for steady, drenching rain.

Then there are God’s hands. He has everything. He opens one hand — singular. He opens one hand and He can satisify the true desire of every living thing. His hands are filled with life, with everything we need, everything we want. Every good and perfect gift. Exceedingly, abundantly more than we can even imagine.

Built into my being is a desire for eternity, for perfect love, for God. I want to stand before Him and confess my emptiness, my longing. I want to acknowledge His ability to satisfy. Then I want to stand still and watch Him open His hand over me and pour out Himself upon me. I want to be still and know He is God.

I want Him to satisfy my desire for wholeness. Because He can. Because He wants to. Because He has compassion on me. Because He is good. Always.

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