As I photographed Joseph's hands this morning, I realized how beautiful they are. So expressive already at such a young age. I said a prayer for his hands that they would stay pure and be used to do great things for the world. I prayed that God would use Joseph's hands to bring His healing touch to many people throughout his lifetime.
I imagined holding Joseph's hands in mine as we dance together on his wedding day. And I thought about how one day he will hold his own child, and marvel, like I did this morning, at the wonder and beauty of such a small, simple thing: a little hand.