I am so grateful for chubby little fingers and hands. Holding that doll, train, blanket. Thankful for Henry’s little fingers wrapped tight around a bit of my sweatshirt as he snuggles and sucks his thumb. Thankful for Blakely’s chubby fingers running through my hair. I am thankful for Jack’s little hands holding my face as he kisses me.

Fingers playing high and low keys on the piano, finger smudges on windows and the television. Fingers that tell me, “shush” because “baby brother is sleeping,” and thankful for sticky fingers after a snack.

I am thankful for little hands learning to strum a ukulele, fingers learning to grasp a toy, or locate eyes, ears and belly buttons. I am thankful for fingers that tickle and pick boogies, and precious hands as they flip through books or learn to write their name. So many sweet moments and memories wrapped up in “little fingers.”

Jesus–use those hands to do YOUR work, to ALWAYS point to You and Your faithfulness and to hold tight to Your truth. Use those fingers to point to what is right, and grasp tightly to family, siblings, mom and dad. Use those hands to give generously to others, to You, and to Your bride.

May they ALWAYS hold my face and kiss me, hold YOUR hand through life’s ups and downs, and learn to point out Your blessings daily.

yes–I am SO grateful for chubby little fingers and hands, and grateful that I get to be the one to hold them as they grow.

                   “I get to be the one to hold your hand. I get to be the one.
Through birthdays and broken bones,
I’ll be there to watch you grow.  I get to be the one.”
-JJ Heller