Whatever our hands touch... we leave fingerprints. On walls, on furniture, on door knobs, dishes and books. As we touch we leave our identity.

Oh please where ever I go today... help me leave heartprints heartprints of compassion, understanding and love. Heartprints of kindness and genuine concern.

May my heart touch a lonely neighbor... or a runaway daughter... or an anxious mother... or perhaps a dear friend!

I shall go out today... to leave heartprints... and if some one should say... "I felt your touch!" May that one sense be... my heartprint I gave to you.


Amy