RENUNGAN

The Story of

THE LOST HANDS

One morning I knelt and prayed,

I gazed at the statue of Christ in clay

And lo! to my dismay

He's got no arms and hand that sway.

I serached around and searched from

roof to ground and even beyond

His wounded hands could not be found.

So I turned to Him and ask our

Lord if it's a dream;

Why in His glorius seat

He seemed to be incomplete?

Then kindly, He replied:

YOU ARE MY HANDS

....heal the wounds of the afflicted

....care for the poor

....give hope to the helpless

....reach out to the weary

.....clothe the naked..

By doing this my child....you will

RESTORE MY HANDS.

Sumber: Julys Stephen