I met and held the teeniest, tiniest, most perfect baby today. She was so impossibly light, both in luminescence and weight that it was hard to believe I was holding a real live person; she is so small.
I’m not actually talking about “the” humanity, I’m talking about our humanity. It’s a real nuisance. The fall from grace made it that way, and things just haven’t been a walk in the garden since then.
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It is always good to draw near to God. I can’t think of any time that we don’t benefit from being in communion with our Loving Father.
Childhood should be a time to play with freedom and joy, without fear.
My husband has a friend who said something very interesting the other night during a witness talk. He was telling a story about how he used to habitually run out of gas. It became such a problem that he purchased a plastic gas container for those instances when he failed to fill up the tank.