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

Fearlessly Loving

During the course of my life I've always been a risk taker. I've been the adventurous one. Even as a young child I wanted to climb highest in the tree, wanted to get the farthest out on the big branch overlooking the rushing creek, I always wanted to get to the top of everything, and as I got older it became a little more intense, and a little more risk taking. It would be getting to the peak of the mountain in record time, jumping into the ice cold lake and feeling the biting water touch my bare skin, climbing up the cliffs that reach into the sky, standing on a rock ledge looking down on little bitty trees, knowing that if you fall, there is nothing there to catch you. I got a rush from that. 

I was one who never liked rules, or boundaries. I felt boxed in, stuck in a cage. Each day daring to cross farther over the line, adventure farther into the wilderness of the unknown, but always returning to the box that was to keep me safe, nobody ever knowing how far I really wandered. Then there are people, there are relationships and love... that, I was no good at. I didn't take risks, in fact I preferred to hide. I'd much rather spend my time alone, lying on the roof gazing at the stars than I would to take the risk to love and be loved. I'd been hurt to much for that. I was perfectly okay with staying inside my comfortable little box when it came to love.

Slowly I learned how to love, I learned that it is okay to love, and to be loved. And over the years.... I've taken risks, I've realized what love is, I became okay with it.... until it came to that one guy.... then I went back into my box, content to let the world spin on without anybody ever knowing my true feelings. Especially him. Afraid of the unknown, afraid of not having control, afraid of rejection. Most of all, afraid that I'd hurt him, that I'd mess it up. 

And then there's that moment when your focus totally and radically changes. Because you realize that you might have cancer. There's the waiting, the doctor appointments, the praying and more waiting.  There's that night when you are out walking in the cool evening air, feeling the smooth concrete sidewalk beneath your bare feet, you are watching the sun set and turn the sky into shades of amber red. You see all the little things of life in a new way, with a new focus... his text tone plays on my phone and I can't help but let that smile light my face as my heart takes a little leap, and in that second I realize that I want him to know, everything... I want him to know me, I want him to know exactly how I feel about him, I want to love him, I want to take the risk to love fearlessly. Because I don't want to leave this world with never letting some of my most passionate feelings show. I don't want him to ever wonder how I really felt, or what I really thought. With love, there is always risk. But it's one I'm willing to take. Break down the walls, crush the fears, and see how good it can be. Sometimes we need to step out of our comfort zone, we need to free ourselves to love and to live. To embrace and to cherish.. where will I be in five years? I have no idea, but I'm not going to miss one moment of this beautiful, amazing, incredible, unique season of my life. 

So go out there and take risks, follow God's lead, love with abandon, cherish the little things, spend time with the people close to you, step across the line, cross all the boundaries, live a radical life because everything can change in an instant, live so that whenever you find yourself at the end, you can say these three things, I constantly strove to surrender and follow God with my entire being, I loved others without holding back, and I lived a full life, reveling in the blessings God poured over His precious child. 

~KrissElise