His hands are strong and gentle
pushing lawn mowers
opening jars
soothing babies
His fingers, long and sensitive
typing code
untangling knots
wiping away tears
His heart is large and growing
leaking love
dispensing comfort
serving all
This is an attempt at a poem in response to a prompt from my Sunday School class, Imago Dei: Make an artistic representation of humility. My response (as might be obvious to those who know him) is inspired by my husband, Craig Hoff.
You can find another Imago Dei poem here.
Want to make your own artistic representation of humility? Feel free to add your own poem/story/? to the comments. (And if you’re local and don’t have a church, I recommend mine)
This is beautiful ?. Tres belle!
Thank you!