“Take my hands and let them move at the impulse of thy love” from Frances Havergal’s hymn, Take my Life and Let it Be
Don’t discount this need for human touch.
ALL people matter.
Sometimes there are things that we struggle with that if someone else knew, then they would not want to touch us. To reveal more of oneself to another and have the recipient reach out their hand to not only touch you but to hold your hand, that is the hand of love. On four different occasions, I have had three different people do that very thing…reach across the table and take my hand in theirs. It is a very small yet powerful act that says, “I love you, I accept you, I am not going anywhere.” This morning was one of those times.