With the close of the 2016 Olympics, I have my evenings back. More time to do whatever I did before the athletes paraded into my life. No more late nights in the Olympic Zone and counting medals. This geography geek is putting her map away. FYI: Bhutan is in South Asia and has never won any medals.
I enjoyed learning tidbits about little known countries, like Burundi. Mentioned by ABC News as one of the countries with snazzy outfits, Burundi (FYI: south of Rwanda in Africa) entered the arena with each athlete wearing a traditional African attire featuring animal prints and carrying a wooden staff. They completed their look with neon Nike shoes, combining traditional with modern. The 9 Burundi athletes returned with one medal, a nod for Best Looks, and tons of country pride.
Choosing to sacrifice my sleep time, I enjoyed women’s beach volleyball. Looking beyond their ridiculously tiny uniforms, I was amazed by their athleticism on display in the big sandbox.
I noticed many of the female volleyball players stood waiting to receive a serve with open hands, palms up. The American, April ‘the Boss’ Ross would take her stance with open hands, palms up, and wiggle her fingers too. She was ready and waiting for whatever was coming her way.
Do I come before God with open hands, palms up, and fingers wiggling? Does my Father see me ready and willing to do His work? Does my stance convey the message, I am here and I am ready to be used by You?
Too often, I fear God sees my hands, tightly closed, like fists. He sees me clinging to things that don’t really belong to me. I, like the selfish seagulls in the movie, Finding Nemo, declare to God, “Mine. Mine. Mine.” I foolishly and arrogantly believe all I have is mine. I am so wrong.
My family, my belongings, my life, my next breath: all from God. Everyone and everything in my life represent the blessings and perfect gifts from a loving Father. Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows. James 1:17
Only open hands are ready to receive all the blessings and perfect gifts from a loving Father. Only open hands can be used by Him to give and receive blessings. Only open hands can embrace a loved one and can reach down to pull up the fallen. Only open hands can serve another. Only open hands can clap in praise and wipe away tears.
The open hand is blessed, for it gives in abundance as it receives. ~ Biddy Mason.
Only open hands are ready to return a wicked volleyball serve as the beach volleyball players demonstrated.
What can I do with open hands? When offered in love, everything!
Then, with a wink in His eye, I will hear my Heavenly Father say, “Mine.”