"Cherish all your happy moments; they make a fine cushion for old age..." Booth Tarkington
Those hands that I have watched for ten years now ~ slowly growing & developing. I remember when they were uncontrolled, moving here & there without rhyme or reason, but then he learned to control them. I remember his first wave, his first pictures of nothing more than scribbles, the first time he could write a letter and that time when I finally realised how very useful it was to have another set of hands around that I could rely on to complete basic tasks for me. Now I look again & see another first ~ his first attempt at dragon illustrations compelled by a library book which has brought hours of fun for all 3 boys who are driven to hold a pencil & create (all* the* time).
These hands slowly growing towards manhood. Daily they need guidance to master the skills required to fulfil the plan the Lord has for this precious one!
How I love my precious first born!!
Will you look for one of those moments today?