It’s been said that hands are the most difficult part of the body for an artist to master…perhaps it’s because our hands are used for everything from the everyday ordinary brushing our hair to the truly tender touch only a hand can convey.
A baby’s hands are precious – I’ve kissed each little finger of my babies and wondered at their perfection.
A child’s hands tell stories – like the little girl patting her daddy’s back as they stood singing in church or the little boy painted handprints.
A young woman’s hands convey hope – that of tasks still ahead that only her woman’s touch can accomplish and wonders that will fill her hands as the years go by.
Hard working calloused hands show man’s determination – to work each day to provide and to make a difference.
Gnarled old hands remind us that time is not kind – but those same hands folded in prayer speak wisdom gathered through the years.
There’s a pair of hands whose great purpose still amazes us all – those are the nail pierced hands that were stretched out and scarred so that you and I could look forward to an eternity of discovery with our hands….
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