Your hands, Lord, are true. They measured out the waters and marked off the heavens. But as for me, my hands are

dishonest scales. They they fashion wood and gold into towers and calves.

They reject the weight of your whisper for the hollow den of this world.

Too often I prefer a counterfeit currency that purchases a salvation of my own making. The coin bears Caesar's image and as such returns home to Caesar.

And though I've been told I display your likeness, God.

Does my heart call you home?

Is your image the one I bear out in my living? Do I believe in your hands, Lord, or mine? you're The reading is from 1st Corinthians 12 verses 1 through 11.

Now about the gifts of the spirit, brothers and sisters,

I do not want you to be uninformed.

You know that when you were pagans, somehow or other, you were influenced and

let astray to mute idols.

Therefore, I want you to know that no one who is speaking by the Spirit of God says,

Jesus be cursed.

And no one can say Jesus is Lord except by the Holy Spirit. There are different kinds of gifts but the

same Spirit distributes them. There are different kinds of service but the same

Lord. There are different kinds of working, but in all of them and in everyone is the

same God at work. Now to each one the manifestation of the Spirit is given for the common good. To one there is

given through the spirit a message of wisdom to another a message of knowledge by

means of the same spirit to another a message of knowledge by means of the same spirit, to another faith by the same spirit,

to another gifts of healing by that one spirit, to another miraculous powers to another prophecy to another

distinguishing between spirits to another speaking in different kinds of

tongues and to still another the interpretation of tongues.

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