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Grandpa's Hands


From my Dear Friend Sharon.

Grandpa's Hands

This is good; I'll never look at my hands the same!

Grandpa, some ninety plus years, sat feebly on the patio
bench. He didn't move, just sat with his head down staring
at his hands. When I sat down beside him he didn't
acknowledge my presence and the longer I sat I wondered if
he was OK. Finally, not really wanting to disturb him but
wanting to check on him at the same time, I asked him if he
was OK.

He raised his head and looked at me and smiled. "Yes, I'm
fine, thank you for asking," he said in a clear strong
voice.

"I didn't mean to disturb you, Grandpa, but you were just
sitting here staring at your hands and I wanted to make sure
you were OK," I explained to him.

"Have you ever looked at your hands," he asked. "I mean
really looked at your hands?"

I slowly opened my hands and stared down at them. I turned
them over, palms up and then palms down. No, I guess I had
never really looked at my hands as I tried to figure out the
point he was making. Grandpa smiled and related this story:

"Stop and think for a moment about the hands you have, how
they have served you well throughout your years. These
hands, though wrinkled, shriveled and weak have been the
tools I have used all my life to reach out and grab and
embrace life.

They braced and caught my fall when as a toddler I crashed
upon the floor.

They put food in my mouth and clothes on my back.

As a child my Mother taught me to fold them in prayer.

They tied my shoes and pulled on my boots.

They held my rifle and wiped my tears when I went off to
war.

They have been dirty, scraped and raw, swollen and bent.

They were uneasy and clumsy when I tried to hold my newborn
son.

Decorated with my wedding band they showed the world that I
was married and loved someone special.

They wrote the letters home and trembled and shook when I
buried my Parents and Spouse and walked my Daughter down the
aisle.

Yet, they were strong and sure when I dug my buddy out of a
foxhole and lifted a plow off of my best friend's foot.

They have held children, consoled neighbors, and shook in
fists of anger when I didn't understand.

They have covered my face, combed my hair, and washed and
cleansed the rest of my body.

They have been sticky and wet, bent and broken, dried and
raw.

And to this day when not much of anything else of me works
real well these hands hold me up, lay me down, and again
continue to fold in prayer.

These hands are the mark of where I've been and the
ruggedness of my life.

But more importantly it will be these hands that God will
reach out and take when he leads me home.

And with my hands He will lift me to His side and there I
will use these hands to touch the face of Christ ."

I will never look at my hands the same again. But I remember
God reached out and took my Grandpa's hands and led him
home.

When my hands are hurt or sore or when I stroke the face of
my children and wife I think of Grandpa. I know he has been
stroked and caressed and held by the hands of God. I, too,
want to touch the face of God and feel His hands upon my
face.

When you receive this, say a prayer for the person who sent
it to you and watch God's answer to prayer work in your
life. Let's continue praying for one another

Passing this on to anyone you consider a friend will bless
you both.

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Every time an old person dies, a library is destroyed. Talk to your parents and grandparents about family history while you can. When they are gone, so is that history. I found out too late that my grandfather was in Nigeria for a number of years before WWI. Why he went there, what he did there, and why he left I have no way of knowing.
CiaoBella2 CiaoBella2 5 years 24 weeks
Very touching.
tdsollog tdsollog 5 years 24 weeks
Oh, how nice!!!!
DecemberBaby DecemberBaby 5 years 24 weeks
This was really powerful! I've never thought about my hands this way. Thank you for sharing this with us Beach! It was really beautiful.
eastcoastgirl eastcoastgirl 5 years 24 weeks
OMG,This is beautiful and thought provoking!!
Iveenia Iveenia 5 years 24 weeks
Thank you Beach - :) just how is this sentence meant? When my hands are hurt or sore or when I stroke the face of my children and wife I think of Grandpa - in this case strike must mean sth else than hitting - right? THANK YOU :)