THUMBS and FINGERS

Last night, while working at the family history center, I was trying to unstable some documents.

As I sat there trying to unary the little devils, I realized what a great blessing to have thumbs!

And, fingers.  They could do this tiny, intricate job of undoing this pesky teeny staples.

And, I was so very grateful that my fingers WORKED!

They might look old and wrinkled, but they WORK!
And, I am very grateful.