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Family Matters: Fingerprints of God


Three crossesI just got off the phone with Steven Curtis Chapman, the Christian singer/songwriter superstar, and I broke a huge professional rule: I cried.

I didn’t mean to.

It wasn’t some fangirl hysteria either.

I had an interview for an article I am writing about his Christmas holiday tour, and I was, of course, going to keep it strictly business. Professional, concise, pithy, witty, well-intentioned and informative. Everything a good interview should be.

However, toward the end of the 20-minute conversation, I let it get personal.

You see, in 1999, Steven Curtis Chapman released his album, “Speechless,” which includes a song that ended up getting me through a very dark period in my life.

In 2002, my older son was born, and in 2003, we strongly suspected he had autism. By the time he was officially diagnosed at age 2 1/2 in 2004, I was spiraling downward in a confluence of clinical postpartum depression following the birth of my second son in late 2003, and the stress and fear of the diagnosis.

At church one Sunday, the contemporary Christian praise and worship band played Chapman’s song, “Fingerprints of God,” and it struck a chord so deeply within me that it hasn’t stopped resonating yet.

I bought the CD but played that track over and over and over and over. When I converted to digital music, it was one of the first pieces I downloaded from iTunes.

When my son was old enough, I played it for him to explain the “masterpiece” that is his brain.

I simply wanted to thank Chapman for this bit of light among several dark years, but I couldn’t do it without sniffling a bit.

He was quiet.

Very quiet.

I knew I’d blown it.

Then, he said, simply and quietly, “Thank you for telling me that. That is why I do this.”

“Fingerprints of God”

I can see the tears filling your eyes
And I know where they’re coming from
They’re coming from a heart that’s broken in two
By what you don’t see
The person in the mirror
Doesn’t look like the magazine
Oh, but when I look at you, it’s clear to me that…

I can see the fingerprints of God
When I look at you
I can see the fingerprints of God
And I know it’s true
You’re a masterpiece
That all creation quietly applauds
And you’re covered with the fingerprints of God

Never has there been and never again
Will there be another you
Fashioned by God’s hand
And perfectly planned
To be just who you are
And what He’s been creating
Since the first beat of your heart
Is a living, breathing, priceless work of art…

I can see the fingerprints of God
When I look at you
I can see the fingerprints of God
And I know it’s true
You’re a masterpiece
That all creation quietly applauds
And you’re covered with the fingerprints of God

Just look at you
You’re a wonder in the making
Oh, and God’s not through, no
In fact, He’s just getting started and…

I can see the fingerprints of God
When I look at you
I can see the fingerprints of God
And I know it’s true
You’re a masterpiece
That all creation quietly applauds
And you’re covered with the fingerprints of God

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