Live, Love, Give…Musings and reflections

Sometimes the hardest thing to open is your own fist.

Isn’t that the truth. when we are born, our fists are clenched, hanging on to nothing, but giving the illusion of control. As we grow, that doesn’t really change. We cling to everything.

Some of the most sensitive nerves in the body are in the hands. We use them to tell us about the environment: texture, movement, and temperature. The palms are very sensitive.Just try tickling them! We spend most of our time either with our fingers curled inward, or with our palms against a safe surface like a table or our own body (knees, etc.)

I think it’s because we hold things in our palms. We hold money, precious trinkets, and other’s hands in our hands, and we want to keep them there.If we open our hands, might someone take these things from us?

I don’t know about you, but once I get ahold of something, I don’t want to let it go…ever! But sometimes we have to let things and people go. And sometimes it takes some prying. And that’s not fun.

I think that sometimes when we’re given a gift from God, we tend to want to worship the gift rather than the Giver. And sometimes God says, “Hey! Stop worshipping that! I gave that to you, remember?” But we foget that so easily. So we hold tight, and when God wants His gift back, it takes prying.

So what should we do? Should we never love, never hold anything tight? No! A life without loving anyone or anything wouldn’t be worth living! But we need to realise that our love may be temporary: that person may die, that thing may be destroyed. But that doesn’t change the fact that you have loved, and that you remember that love.

So when the time comes for you to let go, remember: nothing can take away the fact that you have loved. Love for all your worth while you can, then let it go. nothing can last forever, except God. He’s the one you’ll never have to let go. And He’ll never let you go, either.