...I had an epiphany
A couple of days early for an epiphany I know, but today we celebrated epiphany in both our main Sunday service and our family service. My personal epiphany came when my 9 year old son, holding my hand, asked me why my hands are so rough. I explained that it's because of my work as a nurse- I have to wash my hands before and after everything I do and there's little time for hand cream between jobs. One of the assignments I've undertaken as part of my course was designing an act of worship, for which I designed a thanksgiving for caregivers. This included a blessing of hands. Today I thank God for my hands, as a symbol of being a caregiver.
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