Nothing is certain in this life. My expectation that babies should be born into thriving health was buried with my beautiful granddaughter, Molly, who died at only seven days old. My assumption that good, not perfect, parenting blanketed with generous prayers would produce well adjusted young adults died when our prodigal left home, abused drugs and lived on the streets for a time.
Thou Art Anchor
Thou Art Anchor
Thou Art Anchor
Nothing is certain in this life. My expectation that babies should be born into thriving health was buried with my beautiful granddaughter, Molly, who died at only seven days old. My assumption that good, not perfect, parenting blanketed with generous prayers would produce well adjusted young adults died when our prodigal left home, abused drugs and lived on the streets for a time.