My bloggy friend, Beki, over at PamperingBeki has a blog carnival every Friday called "Fingerprint Friday" in which you post a picture that shows where you see God's fingerprints in your life. Love Beki, love her carnival. But I rarely participate. Why? Well for one thing, a camera is a hard thing to come by around here. I'm hoping to get a good camera sometime in the future (A Canon Rebel XT would make a lovely Christmas gift - hint, hint.), but for now, most of the pictures I take are on borrowed cameras. And now there's also the added hurdle of having the Fellowship of the Traveling Smarty Pants Twitter Ho-down on Fridays. So you see, I'm a bit stuck. Good thing I have an active imagination and can pretend that today is Friday. Some call it delusional, I call it genius. Potato/potahto. Either way, I'm participating this week. 
This is Maya, one of my daughter's favorite stuffed animals. When my dad went in to the hospital the first time, my mom was having a difficult time sleeping at night. Big new house, weird sounds, nightmares and such. So my daughter brought grandma Maya to sleep with and to scare away the nightmares. Comfort in times of trouble. Looks like God's fingerprints to me.
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