Day 17: The Hands of Mercy

A gift given to me by my elementary teacher of almost 2 years, a Catholic nun, on the eve of our departure from Germany, where my parents spent almost 6 years as missionaries and church planters. I was almost 10 at the time and had enjoyed almost two years in her class, feeling so very loved and precious to God . To the right it reads in German: “You can’t fall any deeper than into God’s hand, that He has compassionately stretched out for us all.” To the left she wrote a blessing: “That you can stand with both feet in life, while at the same time feeling yourself carried by God, Sister Juliane wishes you”

I lift my eyes toward the mountains.
Where will my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord,
the Maker of heaven and earth. He will not allow your foot to slip;
your Protector will not slumber.  Indeed, the Protector of Israel
does not slumber or sleep. The Lord protects you;
the Lord is a shelter right by your side.
The sun will not strike you by day
or the moon by night.  The Lord will protect you from all harm;
He will protect your life.
The Lord will protect your coming and going
both now and forever.

Psalm 121 HCSB

I bless us to remember feeling, intimately knowing and seeing the hands of God resting upon us, wrapped around us, holding us tight, stretched out beneath us, above us, before us and behind us. I bless us to see the fingerprints of God all over our past, our present and our future. I bless us to know and experience that we and our loved ones can’t ever fall any deeper than into God’s hand, that He has compassionately stretched out for us all. I bless us to stand with both feet in life, while at the same time feeling ourselves carried by God.

I bless us to seek, find and take eat of God’s precious eternal Promises of peace for us, for our families and for our friends and neighbors, near and far, past and present. I bless us to draw near to Jesus by opening our own hands to release all our idols, both things and people, to take ahold of His hands and to feel those holes deep in His hands.

I bless us to receive His comfort in knowing in the depths of our soul that every single loss and pain we have borne, He has already borne for us on the Cross, so that now He can carry us through them, as He pours out His compassion upon us and through us into the lives of all those around us.

The Hands of Mercy 

Your hands hold
Me close
Your hands wrap
Around my coming

And going out again
Your hands know me
Each day of my life
Written in Your book.

Your hands let me go
But tethering me in grace
To the path You walked
Before me and behind me stay.

Your hands wrap around
My heart that is aching
To break
In Your mercy.

Laboring in kindness
Your hands teach me to trust
Again and again to let go
Into Your hands every part yielding.

Led by Your hands
I walk into Your death
And resurrection, again and again
To learn that I'm free.

Free to depart and choose You
To lay every accusation
Into Your hands
To arise afresh in Your mercy.

To go and bear fruit that abides
Dying to the old of my knowing
You teach me to rest in Your palm
To feel the holes deep in Your hands.

Now teach me, Father, to give myself
No longer judgment, but mercy
Break my chains of religion fully and
Wholly in Your abundance to flow.

My life and breath
Let them speak evermore
Of Your hands that were pierced
To hold us all together in mercy.

2 thoughts on “Day 17: The Hands of Mercy

  1. Bettie G July 10, 2022 / 3:19 am

    “Laboring in kindness
    Your hands teach me to trust
    Again and again to let go
    Into Your hands every part yielding.”

    So very beautiful, Anna. His teaching of us to trust is such a graceful gift from His own dear hands. Oh may I yield again & again.

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    • Anna Smit July 10, 2022 / 8:28 am

      Yes, it truly is. It reminds me of the last part of the verse (Psalm 143:10) on my app yesterday: “May your gracious Spirit lead me on level ground.” His grace opens our tight-clenched hands and fearful heart to receive Him again and again, doesn’t it?

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