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Mine are usually cold and require some holding to warm up. They know daily and eternal work; they know love and anger; they know worship and sin. I often put them on my chest and point to my heart when speaking of things that matter to me. And my grip used to be strong in those old times when we still did some hand-shaking.

My hands. They’ve done so much for me.

They held joy and sorrow. They touched losses and blessings. They worked; they rebelled; they caught things; thankfully.  They remember for me the beauty of a new-born child and the unspeakable fragility of a human body at the time of departure. They store for me all the breathless moments that I don’t even know how to name. My hands go so much deeper than just textures and shapes.

I don’t remember if my hands ever failed me, though I used them a lot for failing. Our next friend understands this duality very well.

King David – the great-grandson of Ruth and Boaz was called to kingship from the pastures, where he used to tend his flock. He’s the one who slew the giant Goliath, and we attribute to him many of the psalms.

For the coming four days, as we’re approaching Holy Week, we’ll focus on David’s sin. Despite all his many virtues and blessings, the great King of Israel was not immune to failure. Devoured with desire for Bathsheba (the wife of one of David’s officers), the King has an affair.  To cover his sin, he arranged for Uriah (the officer in question) to be put in the front line of a battle to secure his death. Uriah died, but the sin did not pass unnoticed. God sent Nathan the prophet to speak to the King’s heart. To get his message delivered, Nathan shared a parable, striking David’s conscience.

The King repented and was forgiven but still had to pay the price for his deed. The child he conceived with Bathsheba died despite David’s intercession. The moment the news reached David’s ears, David prepared himself to enter God’s presence and showed up for worship.

And that’s where King David’s greatness resides: not in the rule he established, not in the timeless poetry he wrote, but in his ability to recognise God’s glory no matter the sentence.

We praise, we fail, and we get up again and fail one more time: our hands obediently follow our will. So we’re asking for our hands to be filled with good deeds and united with Christ’s work.

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