Hands

Before Reid was born, Todd made one of his famous “mix” CD about, “Amy, Reid & I”. .it is a great mix of songs. . one song was Jewel’s song, “Hands”. . some of my favorite lyrics are below. . .

If I could tell the world just one thing
It would be that we’re all OK
And not to worry ’cause worry is wasteful
And useless in times like these
I won’t be made useless
I won’t be idle with despair
I will gather myself around my faith
For light does the darkness most fear
My hands are small, I know
But they’re not yours, they are my own
But they’re not yours, they are my own . . . . .
. . . . We are God’s eyes
God’s hands
God’s mind
We are God’s eyes
God’s hands
God’s heart
We are God’s eyes
God’s hands
God’s eyes
We are God’s hands
We are God’s hands

It had so much meaning for me thinking about our little boy and his HANDS. . “They aren’t yours, they are my own”. . . I hear that song as Reid’s message to us, ‘These are my hands. . . ” and how I hope and pray HIS little hands will be used for mercy and justice, kindness and compassion in the world. I was reminded of that the other day when I noticed Reid studing his hands. He was laying is his small play pen and wiggling his fingers, bringing his hands into his face and away. . making a fist and opening it. . it was like, “Wow, are these mine? How exactly do this things work? MMM, they taste good too!”

Hands. . . .

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