(You're Covered with) 
the fingerprints of god

By Becky Lyn Rickman, Managing Editor and Anxious Submission Waiter For

This is one of my favorite memories. A man I loved (Thank you, Kevin!) shared it with me at a point where he discerned my out of control self-consciousness.

Listen to the song. 
Read the words. 
Take them to heart. 
Believe. 
Breathe. 
Love your divinity. 
Others will begin to see the fingerprints
and not your fear of inadequacy.