peace of my mind

peace I leave you; my peace I give you… Jn.14:27

Hands Full

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How did this hand get so big, so fast? Wasn’t I just studying this newborn, downy hand when we brought him home from the hospital?… Wondering of the things it would do someday. …Learning in those tender newborn days how easily a mother’s heart hopes and believes all things.  That is the love of a mother.

And now–years later, I still hold a vigil of prayerful wonder. What work will these hands yield? Will they be those of a servant? Will they be used to honor and prefer another? Will a band of covenant wrap one finger? Who will wear the other half? What will these hands do in the meantime? Will they be useful or idle? Caring or taking? Love continues to hope and believe. Love never fails.

These hands are 14 years old today.  They are growing well. Yet a whole life of building lies ahead–brick by brick, day by day. Lord, keep them for yourself. May he build well!


Happy Birthday, Luke!

Ecclesiastes 11:6
Sow your seed in the morning, and at evening let not your hands be idle, for you do not know which will succeed, whether this or that, or whether both will do equally well.

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