Thank you, Beloved, for healing my precious child. He is getting better every day. I praise you and thank you.
And thank you, Beloved, for healing my soul. I praise you and thank you.
Let me be fearless as you draw me closer. Let me offer myself to you in faith. Let me be fearless.
1 comment:
So glad to hear that your little guy is getting better Rachel. There's nothing that hurts a mother's heart like a sick child.
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