It is so amazing to think that the God of the universe would entrust anything as precious as these fourteen “foreign treasures” into these hands.
How precious, how beautiful, how amazing are these little lives. Like so many different jewels, each one so unique, yet all beautiful.
There have been many times when I have marveled at the precious gift that my Lord has given to me, the gift of serving Him (Mat 25:40).
Sweet times of holding a beautiful dark little hand during prayer time, rubbing my fingers over it's soft chocolaty smoothness and realizing that this is God's hand. Times of rubbing these hands laden with lotion over rough little feet. Times of using many hand signs and gestures to discus complex Spiritual concepts in simple child-like terms. Times of running and dodging and huffing for breath while avoiding the little hands propelled by quick little feet which try desperately to tag some part of me. Times of laying a cool hand on a feverish brow. Times of laying a gentle hand on a stiffened shoulder and asking God for wisdom in how to help them. Times of stretching out a hand to grasp a smaller one and help them to their feet. Times of putting my face in these hands as I pray to God to open hearts. Times of picking my footing carefully and feeling with these hands in the dark night through a strange house, as I accompany the little form beside me to the bathroom. Times of taking up my Bible in these hands and thumbed through the pages, preparing to share Truth with these little ones. Times of clapping these hands together loudly and cheering for the little group singing for Jesus on the stage in front. Times of reaching out these hands to get yet another tisue to wipe yet another dripy nose. Times of poking the little needle that is held in these hands in and out, in and out, working to repare rips. Times of drumming these hands in time to the music as my little ones sing and dance. Times of lifting these hands high in worship and praise to the One Who has given me all of this. To the One Who's hands these are.
May He ever be glorified by the actions of His hands!
