This is beautiful from A Holy Experience. Read the whole thing:
"I press my hand against the cold pane and feel December. I remember to breathe. I remember to smile. I prayed for a time such as this, with these children and this husband and this life, and I am tired and I am weary, but it comes and I can see its reflection in the window.
A smile.
Because there is no passing by this way again.
This labor and pain, it's part of receiving the gift."
2 comments:
I hope I can remember such beautiful thoughts when I'm in labor in March. Despite the fact that this is the fourth go-round, I'm still dreading labor. Thank you for sharing such inspiration.
It is indeed.
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