her hands
- Erika Jackson
- Aug 30
- 1 min read

Her hands poured the flour and milk
Mixed the ingredients slowly
An offering of love to the community
Loaves rising and cookies bubbling
Filled with the intention and purpose
Her legacy, baked into our DNA
Her hands pick up the camera nearby
Capturing the magic of the moment
An offering of love to future generations
Photographs that see into souls
Images that remind us of our humanity
Her artistry, carries hope through its stories
Her hands place the vase on the altar
Meticulously chosen blooms
An offering of love for the congregation
She beautifies the sanctuary Flowers and fragrance invite wonder
Her nurturing, more majestic than stained glass
Her hands choose the perfect gifts
Carefully selected for the recipient
An offering of acknowledgement to her loved ones
Having listened deeply to their stories Symbols of consideration and affection
Her generosity, a sacred caring for the other







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