“May the favor of the Lord our God be ours. Prosper the work of our hands! Prosper the work of our hands!” Psalm 90:17
Have you been to one of those weekend retreats before getting married?
My husband and I attended one before we got married. And my favorite part was the “Blessing of the Hands.”
It was a marriage poem we read to each other while we held each other’s hand. And it went like this…
These are the hands of your best friend, young and strong and full of love for you, that are holding yours on your wedding day, as you promise to love each other today, tomorrow and forever.
These are the hands that will work alongside yours, as together you build your future.
These are the hands that will passionately love you and cherish you through the years, and with the slightest touch, will comfort you like no other.
These are the hands that will hold you when fear or grief fills your mind.
These are the hands that will countless times wipe the tears from your eyes; tears of sorrow, and tears of joy.
These are the hands that will tenderly hold your children.
These are the hands that will help you to hold your family as one.
These are the hands that will give you strength when you need it.
And lastly, these are the hands that even when wrinkled and aged, will still be reaching for yours, still giving you the same unspoken tenderness with just a touch.
Relationships require work. Relationships require time. Relationships sometimes even require intentionally building memories.
Marriage is not easy. It has its ups and downs. My husband always tells me he would have socks in his ears without me.
As for me, I still remember how painfully lonely I was without him.
And now my home is filled with running footsteps, giggles and happy chaos.
And I appreciate him and all the sacrifices he does.
When I hear the phrase “prosper the work of your hands”, I always used to equate it with money and success at work.
But this weekend, may God bless all of our relationships with our loved ones.