... believe in God when you look into the face of a child?
Need I say more?
"And He took their little children, one by one, and blessed them, and prayed unto the Father for them."(3 Nephi 17:21)
*I began writing this last month, but have been stalling finishing, because vulnerability is scary and it's sacred. I don't write this lightly, but I write it in hopes that somewhere someone else needs to hear what I have to say. Three years ago, my father died. It was January 4, 2011. On January 6, 2011, I called my husband and said, "Congratulations, we have a 400 lb.. 12 year old. He's a mess, but he's ours." And I smiled. And I cried. Because as those words came out of my mouth, the reality set in: our lives would never be the same. I was scared to death. I was having second thoughts. I was anxious about how we would actually do this. And then a peace settled back into me as God reminded me that no matter what happened next, this was the right thing to do and He was with us every step of the way. And He has been. But that doesn't mean it's been pleasant... or pretty... or calm... or happy. It's been a very...
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