Thumbprints

The minute we are born our fingers are rolled in ink.

In a moment our uniqueness is filed and recorded…vault locked.

This uniqueness was not meant to be stored in a database.

Through you, God has art, song, and understanding He wants communicated to the world.

It appears that our thumbprints hold the color, music, and font to transfer these messages.

Daily re-roll your fingers in ink then reach out and touch somebody, something, some place, or some idea.

We follow those with stained fingers.