God Weaving the Threads of Our Lives into the Tapestry of His Purpose
Even fully clothed, she weighs less than any baby doll in my granddaughters room. Her head is not any larger than my fist and it is covered in thick, dark woolly hair. As I gaze into her expression-filled eyes, my tears run unhindered down my cheeks like spring rain in the dessert. It is a wonder…
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