With These Hands

With these hands, I gently cradled this child,

Held him close to my heart,

Nursed his wounds and calmed her fears,

Held the books that I would read

And rock this child fast asleep.

With these hands, I made his lunches

And drove the car that carried her to school;

Snapped endless pictures, wrapped countless gifts,

Then did my best to assemble those gifts.

Combed his hair and wiped her tear,

Let her know that I was near

To nurse his wounds and heal her heart

When it would break.

With these hands, I made mistakes,

And with these hands, I prayed and prayed and prayed.

These hands are feeble, these hands are worn,

These hands can no longer calm the storms;

These hands have done all they can do;

These hands now release this child, my child,

To You.

For Your hands are able,

Your hands are strong,

Your hands alone can calm the storms.

Your hands will continue to do

What they are so gifted to do,

To shape his life and make her new.

Into Your hands receive this child,

For my child I now give back to You.

In the strong name of Jesus,

And with all my heart I pray,

Amen.


Please pray for my nephew James. He's having surgery today at Noon...... for this. He's only 21. 

It will be the first of three surgeries. It will hopefully allow him to live a normal life, altho, this is not a cure. Regardless, it's no simple task, and will require a bit of care for quite some time afterwards.

With his mother, Crystal 

And beside his bro, Drew

With Oliver, a year ago (Oliver was 2)

Helping Grampa Al open his Christmas present

He's a really great big cousin

And everyone's favorite photo of my young neph....

Jame's mom sent the family the poem / prayer above. Please pray that James has a safe surgery and speedy recovery. I will keep you all posted.

Thanks!