Capable Hands

Whose hands are capable of holding my daughter? When someone holds Liliana, I look at them - at their hands holding my baby girl. I waited so long for her, and she is my everything, and so fragile. I wonder, as they hold her - if they are capable of holding her. I know her. I know her movements. I know her attitude. I know my hands are capable. I'm the mom. My heart is in it.


Sometimes I think people just want to hold her because she's baby - sometimes I'm surprised at who volunteers or asks to hold her. And as they hold her, they have the moment to influence my daughter in some way. I her led down the right path - but I know that starts at home. That starts with Evan and me. Proverbs 22:6 talks about this. I know I can't guard her from every evil thing and I know I can't protect her forever - but I can sure try.

I trust my family. (most of them anyway!) :) Of course I trust Evan. Then there are others who want to hold her. Sometimes even close friends I question, even though I would trust them with my life. But this isn't my life - it's Liliana's life.

Ultimately, it is the Lord who holds Liliana. She is not mine, she is His. I know that as she grows, I can't hold on to her - she'll want to move and explore. She'll grow even older and want to leave the house on her own. Then she'll go to college, then want to get married. I am so thankful for the time that I get to hold her. I'm even more thankful that she IS the Lord's and that it is He who ultimately watches over her and protects and guides her. Daily I give her over to the Lord - He gave her to me...and I need to be willing to give her back to Him. I know the Lord has amazing things planned for her.

So, whose hands could be better than His? I'd like to say mine, but I know that my hands are the ones He chose to hold this beautiful baby girl's life while she is here on earth. And only His hands are capable of holding her.

This was just the other day. I picked her up from her nap and she stayed sleeping like this for several minutes. Crazy little baby. And I would trust no one else to hold my baby this way.