It’s just a blister on the palm of my hand.

A little bubble of skin . . .

Not really sore . . .

Just a little uncomfortable .

Just a reason to stare at the palms of my hands.

Hands that are washed clean every day.

Hands that are soothed by lotion.

Hands that are held by a God who has sacrificed His Son for me.

Hands of His Son who were pierced, not just blistered . . .

Hand in Hand, You walk with me, Jesus.

“They pierced my hands and my feet.” – Psalm 22:16

Patti