Perhaps the psalmist is right: those who listen to God’s word, who know it, who follow it, they are flourishing.
What if the use of our hands is directly connected to our worship, our praise, our giving thanks to God?
Reflecting on those moments, I think I experienced what some call the “already-not yet,” the wonderful truth and the hard heartache of the Easter season.
Sometimes God’s Word is like that: a hidden treasure that we accidentally stumble upon- by God’s grace and through the Spirit- like a famous painting stuck behind a door or the Book of the Law concealed in a closet somewhere in the house of the Lord or even a wise prophetess in a male-dominated biblical narrative. It can surprise us.