Hands

His hands had worked at carpentry
And built strong things of wood,
But then His hands laid down the tools
And worked a greater good.
His hands were placed on heads that bowed
And blessings they received.
His hands raised up a maiden, dead,
To joy of those bereaved.
His hands washed feet covered in dust
Though “Master” was His name.
His hands touched eyes that never saw
And sight to sightless came.
His hands broke bread and passed the cup,
Both of which He had blessed.
He taught His friends to eat and drink
And find in Him their rest.
His hands were clasped in fervent prayer
As He bore all our sins.
He drank the bitter cup and thus
Our hope of life begins.
His hands were nailed upon a cross
And there He gave His life:
The innocent who sacrificed
To pay for sins and strife.
His hands stretched out, to demonstrate
To those whom He called friends
That it was He who paid the price;
At His hands, death would end.
His hands have beckoned me, and He
Asks if I’ll follow Him.
I humbly plead that He will guide
My hands to be as His.

I am so grateful for my Savior and for His hands, that lift and help me everyday especially lately when everything has seemed to turn upside down I know I just have to trust in Him and follow what is right and it will all work out for good!

In Terms of Love

I love music I stumbeled across this song the other day and it was one that I keep thinking about the lyrics have been stuck in my head since...


Now and then I confess you cross my mind
Now and then I guess I have a little too much time
I've changed my way of thinking
I've tried hard to separate what came too soon
From what came too late

I don't think about me in terms of you
I don't think about you in terms of us
I don't think about us in terms of love
I don't think about then in terms of now
I found a way to start again somehow
I don't think about what we thought it was
Oh, in terms of love
Oh, in terms of love

I'm countin' on heaven to understand
I didn't mean to go and mess up all the plans
Sometimes you know where you should go
Before you know the way
I'll bother with tomorrow
Once I made it through today

I don't think about me in terms of you
I don't think about you in terms of us
I don't think about us in terms of love
I don't think about then in terms of now
I found a way to start again somehow
I don't think about what we thought it was
Oh, in terms of love
Mmmm, hummm, yeah

I don't think about black in terms of grey
Or revelations in the light of day
I don't think about cold in terms of ice
Or second chances happenin' twice

I don't think about me in terms of you
I don't think about you in terms of us
I don't think about us in terms of love
I don't think about then in terms of now
I found a way to start again somehow
I don't think about what we thought it was

Oh, in terms of love
(I don't think about me in terms of you)
(I don't think about you in terms of us)
In terms of love
(I don't think about then in terms of now)
(I found a way to start again somehow)
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
I don't think about us in terms of love

The Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

Sometimes life is exactly this way we walk the path we know we trust the way everyone is going we're all starting out our journey together and slowly we all start taking a different path, another direction, and we leave the road we once knew. Sometimes you start the new road with friends, or family and the road is much easier, your still surrounded by people you love, and ones who love you. Sometimes though the road is one you have to take a leap of faith you have to be one of the few people to try this path it's a road all your own. It's daunting and frightening, dark and new. You feel all alone and a little lost, but as you keep on going step by step even if it's only one small step at a time. Your able to learn to trust in the grander plan of things, you learn to live, and to rely on your Savior. You learn a love for others, and for yourself, the whole point in the journey is the learning you gain along the path.