My hands and fingers are shaking, my fingers shaking like antennas signaling.
Hands signaling for waves of mercy, radiating from Him.
Hands open to receive love and mercy.
My body knows better than I do and is clearly forcing myself to do so before my mind can think and surrender and act to do so. Chemo drug and Spirit, overtaking my hands, my fingers as antenna signals, pleading beforehand for the Helper before I even want to admit to Him and long for Him.
My body is quite humble.
I need more help though.