"Hands"

I was listening to an older play list of mine when this song happened to start playing. I had not heard this song in such a long time. It has such a great message to it. It reminded me that God is the one who gave us our gifts for the purpose of using them in a positive way down here on earth. Whether that is to help make life easier for another person through fighting for their basic human rights; like fighting against abortion for example, or making sure people have the necessities to stay alive by finding a way to donated money to Catholic relief services or donating time by volunteering at a community kitchen in your local town.
I happened to be involved in a group called C.A.P. (Civil Air Patrol) when I was back in high school. A huge thing that was pushed into our heads was integrity, not a bad thing to keep pushing into our brains... Integrity is seeing something that needs to be done and doing it without being told to do so. If you want something changed in the world to help make it into a better place, you cannot expect it to be done without hard work. You have to be willing to put yourself out there to see it changed. That is kind of what this song is all about.

Hands lyrics
by Jewel

If I could tell the world just one thing
It would be that we're all OK
And not to worry 'cause worry is wasteful
And useless in times like these
I won't be made useless
I won't be idle with despair
I will gather myself around my faith
For light does the darkness most fear
My hands are small, I know
But they're not yours, they are my own
But they're not yours, they are my own
And I am never broken
Poverty stole your golden shoes
It didn't steal your laughter
And heartache came to visit me
But I knew it wasn't ever after
We'll fight, not out of spite
For someone must stand up for what's right
'Cause where there's a man who has no voice
There ours shall go singing
My hands are small I know
But they're not yours, they are my own
But they're not yours, they are my own
I am never broken
In the end only kindness matters
In the end only kindness matters
I will get down on my knees, and I will pray
I will get down on my knees, and I will pray
I will get down on my knees, and I will pray
My hands are small I know
But they're not yours, they are my own
But they're not yours, they are my own
And I am never broken
My hands are small I know
But they're not yours, they are my own
But they're not yours, they are my own
And I am never broken
We are never broken
We are God's eyes
God's hands
God's mind
We are God's eyes
God's hands
God's heart
We are God's eyes
God's hands
God's eyes
We are God's hands
We are God's hands