Driving back to Pam and my home after watching our granddaughter Teague play softball (love that girl!), I happened to be listening to Lauren Daigle sing “How Can It Be”. A small section of the lyrics hit me like a sledgehammer…
I am guilty
Ashamed of what I’ve done, what I’ve become
These hands are dirty
I dare not lift them up to the Holy One
You plead my cause, You right my wrongs
You break my chains, You overcome
You gave Your life to give me mine
Earlier in the day just hours before the game, I had read James 4:6-10, ‘“God opposes the proud but shows favor to the humble.’ 7 Submit yourselves, then, to God. Resist the devil, and he will flee from you. 8 Come near to God and he will come near to you. Wash your hands, you sinners, and purify your hearts, you double-minded. 9 Grieve, mourn and wail. Change your laughter to mourning and your joy to gloom. 10 Humble yourselves before the Lord, and he will lift you up.” I hi-lighted five words in this passage that confused me a bit… “Wash your hands, you sinners.” Listening to Lauren’s song encouraged yet admonished me. Things became clear…
- Where had my hands been all day?
- Who and what had I touched?
- Had the keyboard on my laptop and cell phone been comforting, edifying, truthful or had it been used for selfish, deceitful, or possibly lustful reasons?
- What had my hands clicked on while watching TV?
- Who and what should I have touched but didn’t?
- After living out my life, can I lift my hands up in sincere worship and praise of God?
In our non-touch environment in the wake of COVID, people still need to be touched. Let’s not allow a sterile environment keep us from touching someone who desperately needs a touch. Be careful but be loving. It doesn’t have to be a long embrace or a holy kiss but a simple, proactive touch with a gentle, appreciative, loving smile.
I believe God is touched starved. Are we lifting holy hands or dirty hands up to Him?