We keep singing because we hear the music. We hear the joy bells, on this, one of the final days of summer, ringing in the arrival of a new creation, a joyful bundle of wonderment, Bethany Anne. She arrived from a far away place, coming into our world to remind us of miracles that never cease. We called her our own, our beautiful baby girl child. We must rear this tiny treasure from Heaven with the greatest of care, teaching her to live her days on earth as a servant of God. We must say an everlasting prayer that we will be worthy of such a gift
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