So we are driving in my brand new car and I let my best friend take it for spin in an attempt to tame his excitement. As we turn off the motorway to test (as he put it) its handling we entered some narrow streets and windy roads, it was then that I realised I seemed quite lost...
Me: You do know where we're going right?
Him: Yeah, 'course mate! I know these streets like the back of m'hand!
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What a saying.... (as I look down and realise that I don't know the back of my hands thaaaaat well, in fact a scar which I had never noticed was on my left hand!)
Will I stop peering at the computer screen and get to know my hands?
Will I keep my eyes from the Roads and get to know my feet?
Can I spend a moment to look, learn and use.
For I am His and He is mine, Show me Calvary's Street.
(Apologies for my poor poetic skills)
If I don't know my hands, I can never be His fingers
I suggest you smile and spend a moment looking at those ten digits!
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I love you. :]
And I love your hands.
I want to know you and your hands more than anything in the world.
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