October 19, 2011 - Old Hands

There are times when I look at my hands and think, I am sure getting old.  

My hands are rough, wrinkled, calloused, and have too many knicks, scars, and burns. 

When I look at them I think they must belong to 

an old man.

But they are my hands.

I use my hands constantly.

I use them to cook, clean, type, garden, and do all sorts of work.

I use them to brush hair, wipe noses, put on bandaids, and wipe away tears.

I also use them to hold my camera, paddle a canoe, and carry a hiking stick.

They may not be pretty hands.

But they are pretty useful.

And I am glad to have them.