Tonight David and I were privileged to set in a sacred space.
A space where a group of complete strangers came together to share a common story.
The story shared was probably the hardest they will ever tell.
It’s a vulnerable story filled with pain, tears, and sadness, but also one of laughter, joy, and gratefulness.
The story has a common theme, yet individual details as unique as each person gathered here.
Tonight we were blessed to be invited to a weekend retreat for bereaved parents.
We will share our story, smile through our tears, and hopefully encourage others as they walk this journey.
We are grateful to be included in this retreat. Please pray our words honor Jesus as they leave our lips. That we may point to him in all we do. 
Blessings sweet friends…
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I still believe in Millie’s Miracle
☆｡･:*:･ﾟ Hebrews 11:1 ｡･:*:･ﾟ☆
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