Yesterday was a tough day for my fingers. In the morning I was pressing my pants and noticed a smudge. I turned the iron over and spotted some gunk on the hot surface. I grabbed a washcloth and tried to scrub it off. It was a stubborn stain maker so I tried to get a better grip to apply more pressure. However, I reached down too far on the iron with my other hand and ended up burning a finger.
Last night I was getting my notes together for one of my incarcerated fathers classes and while straightening papers I cut another finger. Later in the evening I applied a generous amount of hand sanitizer before dinner and the alcohol based cleaner made its way into my small but sensitive cut. Ouch!
Touching is a wonderful sense. Our skin, especially the part which surrounds our fingers, are often taken for granted.We forget how perceptive our sense of touch is until something burns, stings, pokes or cuts us. If we weren’t able to feel these pains we wouldn’t know we’d been hurt or to care for the area that’s been affected.
It’s the same with our spirits. A sensitive spirit is necessary to be able to sense when we or another is in pain. It can give us a warning that care is needed, a time of healing necessary. If we aren’t sensitive to ourselves and others the wounds which are inflicted can never heal and spirits will never be made whole.