I've seen God's hands in this little person, and with each day, I see how God is imprinting
his Love in his heart. And mine.
My "story" could possibly have started after giving birth to her.
My beautiful joy child. Whom I missed somehow those first 12 or so months.
Whom I feel I fail most of all as I trod along this path.
My soul must remain true to its Creator, however, and
daily I rely on God's truth and all he
REVEALS to me.
Don't take your story for granted. Keep it close.
Do not discard. Do not let it remain dormant.
Your fruit may wither when you think your done. Keep
PRUNING, watering, nourishing.
With the one and only,
Lord of All.