12/10/2023
I read a post about hands this morning and the Lord led me to write a short story about hands. Here it is, hope it encourages someone who thinks they have no talent or gifting.
The Gift of Hands
Touches of Love
12/10/23
Gina thought she had nothing to give to the Lord. She had seen others who were so talented, or at least gifted in some special way. But search as she may, she found no talent in herself, no gift to offer to Jesus. She loved God so much, why had He not given her a special way to reveal Him to others?
Gina’s friend, Lizzy, had a beautiful voice. When she sang, it melted your heart. One could feel the Presence of God in her songs. Lizzy was accompanied by a Violinist whose music could lead one into visions of being braced in the loving arms of Father God. Yet poor Gina couldn’t even carry a tune in her soft little voice. At least it was so quiet that no one heard her off-tune worship.
Then there was Pastor Greg who had been given the gift of preaching. Oh, my goodness, when that man preached, the Scriptures opened up with new life! What an amazing anointing of God rested upon him. Again, Gina knew she would never be one to preach or teach a class since her voice was so weak and quiet. She often tried to share something the Lord has shown her, but her words were lost in the exchange of louder voices or more exciting Speakers. Not only was her voice too quiet to compete, but she considered herself to be quite boring. That was often confirmed by the dead stares returned when she attempted to share something. Finally, she chose to remain silent and let the outgoing ones do the teaching and preaching. She was fine with that; she didn’t need attention. She only desired to share the Love of God in some way that would touch other lives, as Jesus had touched her own so deeply. Again, why had God not given her a talent or a gift?
There were so many ways the Lord had chosen to reveal His Love through others. There were Authors of great books, Artists who painted with tremendous anointing. But for Gina? There seemed to be nothing.
Then one day Gina was walking in the park. It was a beautiful day, bright and sunny. The birds were singing their worship songs to Jesus. Gina realized the Life of God in all of nature! His Love was declared in everything He had created for mankind. Gina thanked Jesus, in her quiet whisper of voice.
Suddenly, she felt that familiar flooding of His Love as she was embraced in His Presence. His gentle Words penetrated her thoughts, “Thank you.” She was surprised by His Words, and answered “What are You thanking me for?” Jesus smiled. Of course, she could not see His smile, but she felt it in her heart. “Thank you for thanking Me. It is so seldom that someone does that. It thrills My heart when you say thank you. And, do you know that I always multiply whatever you are thankful for? That is a truth you should treasure!”
Gina smiled in return, “I will treasure that truth. Thank You again, Jesus.” It would have been easy to drop to the ground, lay back in the rich green grass, and just enjoy the Sweet Presence of the Lord, but something happened that shook Gina to the core.
Jesus said, “Today we will increase the anointing on your gifting!” She had no idea what the Lord was referring to, “What gift?” she begged to know. “I do not have a gift.”
Jesus spoke the words that she would never forget, words that changed her life!
“You have the gift of Touch. My Love flows powerfully through your little hands. You don’t need the voice of song or preaching. All you need to do is touch someone with My Love. Your gift is your hands. When you touch someone, My Love will do the rest. So often they only need comfort or assurance. You also give things to people as I lead. I always know exactly what kind of gift meets the need or brings back a special memory. Your hands can carry My gifts. Sometimes you might point someone in the right direction, simply point that little finger of yours as I lead. Anointed hands, filled with My Love, are the greatest possible gift you could have, and all that you need. Now, go and touch someone for Me.”
The moment Gina opened her eyes she saw a woman who was sitting on a park bench. The older, gray-haired woman, was trying to hide the tears of pain from the public eye, but it was obvious she was suffering deep pain. Gina also tried to hide the tears of joy in her own eyes. Both women failed, as tears exchanged their secret messages.
Gina sat down on the bench and took the old woman’s hand in her own. No words were spoken, but tears are a language of their own. Gina watched as the gentle blue eyes transformed from agony to gentle peace, then a precious smile appeared on the woman’s face as she spoke, in a quite voice much like Gina’s.
“Thank you, dear child. You cannot know what happened in my heart the moment you touched my hand. The Love of Jesus rushed inside of me and gave me the peace I had been praying for. My son was in an accident and has been in a coma for two months. I have prayed and prayed for his recovery but could not find peace. As you held my hand, Jesus appeared to me and told me that my boy will live! He will not only live, but he will be ready to give his life to Jesus too!”
There were no more hidden tears from that moment on. Both women wept freely with joy as they embraced and celebrated the Love of Jesus.
As they released the embrace, the woman continued, “I only have a short time left on this earth. I have prayed for many years that my son would come to Jesus before I die. I know I will see that day now. Thank you for ministering His Love and assurance to me.”
Gina thought about her other treasure and decided to share that too. “Thank you for thanking me. God multiplies blessing when we thank Him, and I know He will multiply blessing to you for your thankfulness today.”
The woman laughed, “Well then, dear one, thank you for that word of wisdom too. I shall thank Jesus for everything I can think of today.” They both laughed, and after a few minutes Gina returned to the pathway home.
As she walked, nearly laughing at every memory of what had just happened, Jesus whispered, in a very soft voice, “Thank you for sharing your anointed gift of touch. Your gift will multiply every time you touch someone for me.”
I pray we will all realize that our life, our bodies, are a gift from God. We can let His Love touch lives through our hands, our eyes, our voices, and most of all…through our hearts. All we need to do is listen to His Voice and let His Love touch lives in so many ways. Because you have a body, you are gifted.
