This morning when I woke up, I looked at my baby’s little hands. I just started blessing her little hands for whatever purpose God has for them. I prayed that God would use her hands to touch people with His love. That she would create and build things with her hands that would bring glory and honor to His name. That God would use her hands to heal hurting people. That He would use her hands to play an instrument that would bring comfort and inspiration to lonely, searching hearts. Or whatever way He chooses to use her hands, I prayed that they would be used to advance the Kingdom of God.
She seemed to know that I was doing something special. She kept her hands in mine while I was praying over them. I felt an anointing and leading to pray this over her. I’ve never done anything like that before. I’m learning to speak and pray blessings over my children and my husband. There’s power in the spoken word.