Wrought: beaten into shape by tools, hammered (Merriam-Webster)
Wrought, not a word often used in today’s conversations, but a word with great significance for me. A beautiful prayer that I pray daily ends in this way: “Praise be to the Divine Heart that wrought our salvation, to It be glory and honor forever. Amen.”
I have a great affinity to the Sacred Heart of Jesus and His Wounded Hands. The prayer mentioned above is one of two that I faithfully and sincerely pray every morning consecrating myself to His Sacred Heart. One of the prayers is printed on a beautiful Holy Card. The front of the card has the traditional one line affirmation: “Sacred Heart of Jesus, I place my trust in You. Above the affirmation is one of my favorite images of Jesus. His Sacred Heart is exposed and He is holding out his hands, open with palms up, wounds exposed. When I look at this image I have a sense of home. It is where I want to run when I am in need spiritually, to run to those loving, hammered Hands that wrought my salvation. It is where I am always moved to tears in thought of the great love and sacrifice made on my behalf. It is where I am replenished by His Infinite Divine Mercy, where I am made whole again. In His hands I find complete solace.
This beautiful Holy Card serves as my reminder of all that has transpired so that I might share in Eternity with my Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ. It is an earthly reminder of a heavenly thing. (For those who are not Catholic, or who find this hard to understand, who think it is idol worship, I assure you it is not. I do not worship the card, I only worship Our Lord. Think of it in the same way a picture of one of your family members reminds you of happiness and love shared, whether they are living or deceased.)
I recently came across another beautiful prayer written by Charles deFoucald. It seems that Jesus understands my affinity for His Hands and allowed me to find this prayer, providing even more inspiration for me.
Prayer of Abandonment (Charles de Foucald)
I abandon myself into your hands; do with me what you will. Whatever you may do, I thank you: I am ready for all, I accept all. Let only your will be done in me, and in all your creatures. I wish no more than this, O Lord.
Into your hands I commend my soul; I offer it to you with all the love of my heart, for I love you, Lord, and so need to give myself, to surrender myself into your hands, with reserve, and with boundless confidence, for you are my Father.
And, in 1 Peter 2:24, this beautiful verse, “He himself bore our sins in his body on the cross, so that we might die to sins and live for righteousness; by his wounds you have been healed.”