The Power of Baby Blues
Today I had the privilege to go home for lunch and spend the afternoon with my sick daughter, Marissa, my god-kids, and my cousin Molly.
Delia owned my heart today. We call her Gia. Her brother will be a rock star drummer someday but she’ll crush the boys with those big blues.
My prayer for her is that she will know, and fully embrace the power in this verse: “I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well.” Psalm 139:14
