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PRAYER.... 

Everything. 

Intimacy... connection... friendship... trust... giving up all control... believing... handing it over... lifting it up... thanking... begging for forgiveness.

Your father, your friend, your confidont, your God. 

Dear Heavenly Father, 

I thank you for YOU. I thank you for finding me, for seeking me out, for choosing us.. Thank you for your all night conversations and for never allowing me to be alone. Thank you for your precious gifts. The reminders you send daily reminding me you're here. Thank you for loving me and my sweet family. Thank you for forgiving me over and over again and allowing me to have multiple chances to try again. Thank you for my sisters that have held me up and encouraged me and prayed over me and my family. Thank you for your provisions... they just keep coming. Dear Lord please place your healing touch on our sweet daughter and allow her to be fueled by your strength. Keep her safe. Help her to understand all things we just can't tell her. Hold her in the palm of your hand as she prepares to enter into this world. Cover us in PEACE that surpasses all understanding. Help our children to love well, to accept, to communicate well and lovingly. Lord be with the whole Vanderbilt staff. Keep their hands steady and minds calm. Send us compassionate nurses who love us well and snuggle our sweet baby. My God, I ask all of this in your name I pray...
 Amen.

The power of prayer is SO big. It's like nothing I've ever experienced. The prayers that have been prayed for us are felt, they are are so comforting. It's as if arms are being wrapped around our anxious, trembling bodies... our thoughts become completely protected and flooded with love not fear, anticipation is removed so gently covering our bodies in COMPLETE peace. All worry dissipates and His presence is felt... you're right where you need to be. This is the path that you were meant to be on. This has been my journey. 

Dahlia has had so many hands laid on her as she is lifted up in prayer. She is so loved. Arms are waiting to hold her and kind souls are patiently awaiting to hear what needs she has that they can fulfill. Ovens are ready to prepare meals, playdates are lined up, its just AMAZING the outpour of love and support that has flooded us!!!! 

THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU for your contributions in every single way you've given. 

<3


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