By the light of the oil lamp Jessica nursed baby Shalom. The flickering flames streaked her hair in light and dark. It cast shadows across her profile as she smiled tenderly down at him, and illuminated her bare shoulder and the top of his downy head. She saw me watching and smiled. "You never know," she said.
"What?"
"How much God loves you until you have one of these of your own. Then you begin to understand."
~a conversation between two sisters, Jessica and Loralei in Brock and Bodie Thorne's book "The Gathering Storm."
I have been praying for a young mother and for the little girl that made her arrive afternoon today this very thing. Baby Riley has made safe passage into this world and I am praying that her young mother and young father would be sooooo moved to be overwhelmed by the miracle of life and to seek out the Author of Life.
I received the welcomed news from baby Riley's grandfather. I could just picture this 6'4" man holding this tiny bundle of 7lbs 12oz much like my own father and grandfather held the baby me so long ago. There is a sense of time stopping and the an awe of something precious that tugs at the heart making everything still.
"I was holding her most of the evening. Riley fell asleep on my chest for a couple of hours."
oh!!!!!!!!!!
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