It's 3:30 in the morning and a cry shrieks out from Sophia's room. Probably teething but what ever it is, it causes her to call out in hope for some help, some relief. In comes daddy stumbling in, picks her up, changes her diaper and just holds her. Slowly we rock and the cries stop. She calms down and Sophia curls up on my chest and just lays there. Not quite sleeping but definitely calm and resting. I can see her staring at me from the corners of her eyes, catching reassuring glimpses as she starts to drift back to sleep. I put her back down in her crib and place her blanket over her, tucking her in. She goes back to sleep and I am humbled by the faith and trust of a little child. Lord give me this faith.
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