Hands

I haven't posted in a while for two reasons.  The first reason is that Miss M had her tonsils and adenoids removed a few weeks ago, and things have been crazy around her during her recovery.  (She is finally almost back to normal, and we had our first full school day today...yippee!)  The second reason is that I just haven't felt like I had anything useful or important to say.  Winter is bleak and boring (especially with no snow here in the mid west.)  School seems bleak and boring.  I know this can be a common feeling among homeschoolers in February.  (I know when I was in a "real" school setting, we got the same cabin fever feelings.)

But today as we were finally doing school, an inspiration came to me, and I knew I finally had something to share.  I was watching my two beautiful children as they worked and played, and I really focused in on their hands.  My little ones were working so hard with their hands today.  Miss M was busy writing a story about having her tonsils removed.  Mr. J was very busy playing with his construction set.  I thought about how different their hands are.  Not in terms of appearance, but in terms of how they use their hands.

Miss M's hands are happy when they are creating, dancing, acting, painting, hugging, and helping.  Her hands are happiest when they are touching an animal's fur.  Mr. J's hands are happy when they are sorting, classifying, moving, building, exploring, and organizing.  His hands are happiest when they are overflowing with construction vehicles. Our creator knew what he was doing when he created these precious little hands.

Thinking of hands reminded me of JJ Heller's song "Your Hands."  It is one of my all-time favorite songs, and a wonderful reminder that even during the bleak winter months, even when I feel like I'm not doing a great job at the whole mom thing, even on my most stressful days, God is holding me in His hands.  And that is enough. Every single day.