"Every day, returning from work, I hear 'Hi Daddy!' and know there are two voices and two giggles that I will never hear. I play with and cuddle my child, looking forward to the same with the second . . . but I know there are two sets of hands that will never touch mine, two sets of toes that will never be counted, two hugs that will forever be absent from my arms."
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Anonymous, American Thinker(H/T Kevin Peet)
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Thanks, Gina/Kevin, for forcing up from the depths of my soul another anguished, effectual cry for the return and everlasting reign of Love Incarnate, who both sees and hears.
That when we silence conscience we effectively rid the universe of God, and with Him, all good.
For those who listen, believing is seeing.
For those who won’t listen, seeing is believing.
“When the ear won’t hear, tell it to the eye.”