Scared but brave

Well, I said I might post what I wrote and am hoping to get published somewhere, so here it is. I'm not sure it's done yet, but I like it's direction. I wrote this because I intepret through Sign Lanugage at my church, and I was inspired and excited one particular day, after the woman I interpret for, learned and accepted something totally new in her faith. I thought about how we all have different gifts and how God uses my hands to speak to someone who might otherwise not know Him.

God Speaks through My Hands

My face softens with His peace
My hands form His words
Pictures of love and mercy
Forgiveness and grace
Truth and life
God speaks through my hands
To open the ears of the Deaf
To hear our Creator speak
Eyes fixed upon mine
Searching my face, watching my hands,
Yearning to hear our Father’s voice
Through Deaf ears
God speaks through my hands
My heart listens as
God speaks through my hands