until we lose one
or a stiff joint begins to bend
like a rusted hinge.
You have made us, and yet
we cringe at the sight
of our roller-coaster-looking skin.
Can any sin compare to our lack
Forgive us, Lord, for thinking thumbs
are not important
or forgetting how much we need them
to open an obstinate jar or push
in a thumb tack or click our fingers in time
Praise You, Lord, for placing
flexible thumbs on hands
intended to serve You.
Help us to give
a thumbs-up to every part
of the brilliantly beautiful
Body of Christ.
by Mary Harwell Sayler, © 2016