Many people at church this morning asked about you . . . they wanted to know if there was progress and how you were doing. (After church, we learned that the county social worker met with YOUR case worker last week, and we are to expect a phone call in a few days.)
People at church we haven’t met before told us they were praying for you. And mommy and daddy were mentioned in the bulletin, so even more people will be praying for us, and for you.
While I was standing in the hall before the service, a woman I’ve known for six or seven years handed me a pretty gift bag.
“What’s this,” I asked.
“It’s for your daughter,” she said.
For your daughter.
It’s for you.
She knitted this for you.
It’s large enough for you to wear it in the fall, when it gets cooler. I put it in your dresser, where it’s waiting for you.
Mommy and Daddy have been waiting for you since before you were born. And our families have been waiting for you since Christmas time. And now our new church is also waiting for you. And we are all praying for you.
Do you feel prayed for?