“Dear God, thank you for this beautiful boy and the house
that you made. Thank you for giving Jack and me as a present to Mommy and
Daddy. Bless you with joy, Amen.”
This ordained praise rearranges my thoughts and reorders
my loves, renews me in a kingdom truth. This prayer uncensored becomes sweet
incense in the room, suspending us all in a held breath of heaven.
She is leading me to our Father, and though I falter I
need only bring my scraped knees to Him.
~lg
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