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Here we have a son, and for that a wilderness. We, new parents both, have hope in the ancient wisdom that by turning into parents we know God a little better: whether by providing food the child will never appreciate, or by forgiving unimaginable evils, abiding nonetheless. These, we imagine, are some of the peculiar graces we're promised.
2 comments:
Wow,
Having been there with you guys, this felt like I was there again.
Thanks for posting. He's changing every day, isn't he?
Love, Mimi
Very cute.
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