As I sit and write

This black pen gliding

Across the paper

A figure skater without ice

I marvel at these small hands of mine

They seem so tiny

Compared to the California Sequoias

Snow-capped Rocky Mountains

Or any other wonder of this world

But God cares about them just the same

Every single bone

Every single muscle, nerve, and skin cell

All that makes up these small hands

Was created by God

With purpose, with passion

These small hands were made

With the utmost care

A love-filled precision

Just like all of the beauty

This world contains

How amazing is it

That God...

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