listening to the clicks and beeps of hospital machines and praying for a miracle for sweet baby girl
because I know our God is a God who moves mountains
but I also know that sometimes He doesn't
and I want to trust that no matter the outcome, His plans are greater than my plans, and His ways are higher than my ways
because two days ago I took a picture of her tiny hand in mine and marveled at the perfection of her little body
because God is good, all the time
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