(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.
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.