The wind blows wherever it pleases. You hear it sound, but you cannot tell where it comes from or where it is going. So it is with everyone born of the spirit.
-John 3:8
Saturday, April 13, 2013
One Week Old
I don't know how you do it.
Fragile neck so breakable.
Little feet that can't carry you.
Helpless.
Even so-
Exuding life and hope.
My friends are having children. I watch them having this adventure and am glad to be a part of it. I get to hold their babies. It's really an adventure for us all.
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