Victor, after getting up on the glider by himself: "Good job!"
Victor, after putting a block back into its bag: "Thank you!"
Victor, in his crib for naptime: "I love you, Victor!"
Thursday, October 17, 2013
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I am often dry and brittle of heart. Here I lay out the kindling of my heart with strong and true things of God. What I can never do for myself, I pray God will do--to let the consuming fire fall and set my heart aflame with worship.
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