His Hands

I sit on the couch snuggled up against the man I’ll get to marry someday soon. He’s watching a tv show, a pretty good one actually but my mind isn’t focused on the old treasures these guys are finding… my mind is a thousand miles elsewhere….

I pull his hand over to me, my fingers tips reading it like a map. Tracing up and down his fingers, across his palm. So much intricate detail, all those little lines that make up his special, unique design. His big hands rough and strong, yet so tender and gentle.

There’s so much history that lies there. So much those hands have done. He has no idea where my mind is… those strong hands were once tiny and fragile, those of a brand new baby taking his first breath in the world. Those hands played with little toy cars and built towers out of blocks, they reached up to his daddy when he wanted to be held, and pointed out all the things that he was excited to see. As he grew older they built projects and wrote math papers, they turned the pages of book after book. They were on the wheel as he was learning how to drive, and do chores around the house. They work hard to make a living, and play the strings on his guitar as he sings. They turn the precious pages of his Bible when he sits down and turns to God. But the most amazing thing to me is that when God made those tiny hands he knew all that they would do, he knew someday they would be big and strong but he made them gentle too… and I can’t help but wonder… did he make them that way just for me? Did he have me in mind, knowing someday that they’d be mine to hold? Did he make them kind and gentle just for me?

You might think I'm a little crazy, maybe I'm a little too deep in love, some say that I'm in over my head... and maybe I am. But I know this, when all the puzzle pieces start falling together, when you start to see the big picture, you will begin to discover that it was never random. God knew exactly how my life would play out from the beginning, he knew every detail. All the pain, the joy, the happiness, the love. He knew the whole journey, the ups and downs, the whole adventure He knew it before I was even created in my mother's womb. He planned it all out, and the coolest part is that he knew who I'd fall in love with. He handpicked him out just for me.

I know some things stand out a little more to me because my past hasn't always been sweet. I've known hands that haven't been so gentle, ones that reached out to hurt and left bruises on my skin where they touched. I know I'm not the only one who has experienced that. So when you have a man who is tender, loving and gentle you don't take that for granted. It constantly amazes you and sometimes even brings you to tears. (Which tends to make your guy worry lol)

So yes, I'm a little crazy, maybe the little things catch my attention too much... but think about it. There are so many absolutely beautiful things that God created for us that we miss and take for granted every day. So today, remember the simple things. Take a moment and dwell on who God is. How He created you and all the ones you love with such intricate detail and design. And when you are done, don't forget to fall on your knees and thank Him.

~KrissElise