I See the Hand of God

I see the Hand of God
as you drift off to sleep,
as I stroke your cheek.
When you wake up with a smile
after I catch your eye.
In that hearty little giggle,
when I give you a tickle...

I see the Hand of God
when I think back to my labor,
as you were entering the world,
I could see our Savior-
holding my hand, fulfilling his promise
of a life sent to earth-
whom he knew in heaven first.

I see the hand of God
every time I look at you-
radiating from that doll-like face
is a reflection of the One who made it.
What a privilege to know you
sweet little girl,
What an honor to hold you
in this big, big world.

I'll do the best I can,
to love and protect,
and teach you to do your best.
May I parent you in a way
that others will be able to say,
"I see the hand of God."
as you go about your way-
each, and every day.