A story is told of the bombings of WWII
That amidst the destruction a war can do
A statue of Jesus was nearly destroyed
And how men went to work on it, in fact many hands joined
For the statue was their symbol of God's presence
Now more than ever they needed it for hope and existence
Experts were called to do the long work of repair
But, in the end, it was left handless...as a reminder to declare:
As before this city and the world this statue now stands
Let all read at the base and do as inscribed: "Ye are my hands."
An endless invitation to a city now restored
To learn of and do the needed work of the Lord
Thus, in this city, one greets with friendly handshakes
And when there's a need...the gift of hands reawakes
Let us, too, go forth and follow this city's example
That the hope of Christ might come to another to then sample
"You Are My Hands"
President Dieter F. Uchtdorf
Ensign, May 2010, 68
Hello Kelly, You have a very nice blog here! You may also appreciate the many testimonies of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ at http://wetestifyofchrist.blogspot.com. God bless.
ReplyDeleteHi Peter!
ReplyDeleteI am so excited. I found a book you might like to renew your interest in finding Christ in the Book of Mormon! Christ and the New Covenant by Jeffrey R Holland. I don't know if you have seen it. It has been around since 2006. New to me!