I’m Just a Glove

Tonight, I felt like we were in a time warp. But in a sweet way. The sun went down over the mountains early like it does in winter. So we ate at a dimly lit table. I turned the radio on, which I never do. And there was an interview going on, which I never listen to. The sound quality wasn’t great, crackly and 1940s esque. It reminded me families gathering around the radio, long long ago.

The woman speaking had wit and a fiery demeanor. Her testimonies had me both crying and laughing. Corrie Ten Boom.

She died the year I was born. And on here 91st birthday to the day. What an incredible life lived fully in Psalm 91, so that timing just seems so of the Lord.

Besides her vivid testimonies, and her authority to bank on God’s Word, and the power of God she saw in her life… she said something I want to share with you:

“You and I are nothing but gloves.”

-Corrie Ten Boom

Holy Spirit is the hand that moves the glove, writes the things, drives the car, works the yard, serves others. Gives the power.

But you and I, we are just the glove.

I wrote it on a notecard, but I hope that is already sown deep in my heart. I have seen the hand of God do things beyond my imagination and ability.

And I love being just the glove.

“For by the grace given me I say to every one of you: Do not think of yourself more highly than you ought, but rather think of yourself with sober judgment, in accordance with the faith God has distributed to each of you..”

Romans 12:3

Father, search our hearts and know us inside and out. Show us any pride in us. You oppose the proud, and You lift up the humble. So I want to humble myself in Your sight. Thank You that You remember that we are made of dust. Thank you for Your immeasurable mercy. Today, I ask for more mercy. Have Your way in me. In Jesus’s name, amen

How does it feel to be “just the glove”?

Comforting? Scary? Uncomfortable? Just right?