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Another one

Another one, in two ways: another blog post, just minutes after my last, and another child.

Don't freak out, I'm not pregnant. I was writing in my journal of prayers just now, to ask God when I can have my next little one:

July 13th
God, your (I meant to write "our" -an honest mistake, but one worth leaving) next child is in your hands already. I feel the little one, perched at the edge of heaven, waiting for us to be ready, and for you to say the word.
God, earnestly I ask you: prepare me. Prepare me so that I can have the privilege of carrying (and raising!) another human life. God, it is my heart's desire to meet our next child while they still have life in their eyes, this time- but your will be done, not mine. I trust you to give and to take life, even lives I once considered "mine".
Prepare my husband, God. His heart runs so deep. Often I can't see the deepest parts, but You can- you created them.
Prepare our boys to love another member of our family. They will be such tender big-brothers.
Please kiss little Evelyn's sweet head for me, and pass on to her my love.

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