On Monday I gave her the letter and the Key. As she held it she told me I didn't know how much it meant to her. She is right, I don't, but as I hold my little three year old's hands and see their smiling faces I know what kind of faith and courage it would take if they were taken from me. It's Wednesday again as I sit and type this story. One week since the accident. Pray for this family. Pray they have courage to face this pain. I will be thinking of the MOPS theme, Be you, Bravely as I pray and as I serve as mother to my sweet babies. All we want is to keep them from harm....she was still holding his little hand when she regained consciousness.
On Monday I gave her the letter and the Key. As she held it she told me I didn't know how much it meant to her. She is right, I don't, but as I hold my little three year old's hands and see their smiling faces I know what kind of faith and courage it would take if they were taken from me. It's Wednesday again as I sit and type this story. One week since the accident. Pray for this family. Pray they have courage to face this pain. I will be thinking of the MOPS theme, Be you, Bravely as I pray and as I serve as mother to my sweet babies. All we want is to keep them from harm....she was still holding his little hand when she regained consciousness.