A Wonderful Poem: What If You Fly?


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  1. Another beautiful reminder, Darla.
    It reminds me of my grandmother’s gentle advice when her friend’s daughter was pregnant and consumed with worry because she’d had a still born baby a year earlier. “What if I lose this baby, too?” she asked. My grandmother took her hands and prayed with her that this time she would keep this precious gift.

    It’s not just the risks we dread, but the blessings we hope for that keep us going.


    • So true. During the first years of my divorce, “What if'” threatened to do me in. It was when I finally focused on what I wanted for my son, and for my Lord, that I began to thrive. Yes, “the blessings we hope for,” Marylin.


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