Tiny Hands I gently stroked my newborn’s tiny fingers and his expressive hands as he nestled contentedly in my arms. How I marveled at this tiny creation. I reminisced about my own childhood and how I loved to tuck my hand into my Pappy’s massive hand. It snuggled into safety there. Through the generations, hands link to pass love to the next in line. How would the hands of my child leave an imprint on this world? The Lord upholds … Continue reading →