A Mother’s Beautiful Hands

On this Mother’s Day, I had a clear vision to write a poem to focus on the hands of my wife, the mother of my children, the Nana to our grandchildren, who uses them every day to demonstrate God’s unconditional love. I know that the beautiful hands of mothers everywhere are instruments in the hands of a faithful God.


A Mother’s Beautiful Hands

These beautiful hands, so delicate and small
Make no mistake; they are powerful

As I think back nearly forty-five years ago
I reached out and took her hands in mine
And thus began the slow transformation
From just friends to so much more

We pursued this special friendship
We held hands on walks together
And as we sat across from each other
Drinking tea and eating bagels

It wasn’t long before I asked her a question
Now she wore a diamond ring on her left hand
A year and a half later we added a gold one to it
This hand was mine to hold for a lifetime

After a few years of wedded bliss
And learning to become one
These loving hands held me close
And God brought a new life inside

For much of the next year
These hands fervently prepared
For the arrival of our baby girl
Who had such tiny hands

This young mother’s hands were busy
Keeping this little child alive
She fed her, comforted, and taught her
They kept her warm, safe, and growing

Over the next few years
God handed us two sons
Skinned knees that needed band aids
A mother’s hands never rested

Flash forward twenty years later
A young man asked for my daughter’s hand
When I give him my blessing
A mother must now learn to let it go

Several years later
Our daughter’s hands
Were now a mother’s beautiful hands
As she held her new baby boy

To our joy and delight
The mother of my children
Became a grandmother
With wise, loving, and graceful hands

As I reflect back
On all the mothers who had a hand in this
I know I have been blessed beyond measure
By the loving hands of thousands of mothers

They brought our ancestors into the world
Some lost their lives doing so
They courageously kept their families alive
With those ferocious, gentle, beautiful hands

Let us use these hands of ours
To give a hearty round of applause
To honor all mothers and grandmothers
And the mothers of our children

These beautiful hands, so delicate and small
Without a doubt, they have changed the world


(Note: I invite you to read a tribute to mothers that I wrote and posted on my blog.)

About the author:


Russell E. Gehrlein (Master Sergeant, U.S. Army, Retired) is a Christian, husband of 41 years, father of three, grandfather of five, and author of the bookImmanuel Labor – God’s Presence in our Profession: A Biblical, Theological, and Practical Approach to the Doctrine of Work, published by WestBow Press in February 2018. He is an ordinary man who is passionate about helping ordinary people experience God’s presence and integrate their Christian faith at work. Russ received a B.S. in Mathematics from Colorado State University in 1980 and an M.A. in Biblical Studies from Grand Rapids Theological Seminary in 2015. He is a former junior/senior high school math and science teacher and youth minister. He served 20 years on active duty. Russ works as a Department of the Army civilian at Fort Leonard Wood, Missouri. Since 2015, he has written over 170 articles on faith and work topics. Ninety of these have been published on several Christian organization’s websites, including: the Center for Faith & Work at LeTourneau University, Institute for Faith, Work & Economics, Coram Deo, Nashville Institute for Faith + Work, Made to Flourish, The Gospel Coalition, and Christian Grandfather Magazine. (See complete list of published articles on Linktree.)

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