Lord God, I want to be like her, too. Like Calleigh. Ready to smile.
Asking little more than
to eat and sleep
and love
and be loved.
I want to find safety
and assurance in your arms
as she does in her Mommy and Daddy's arms.
I want to be as utterly dependent on you
as she is on them,
in Jesus' name,
amen.
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