For the grace to see fear as a child that begs a hand to hold hers, I say thank you.
For the grace to see hopelessness as a child that begs an embrace, I say thank you.
For the grace to see uncertainty as a child awaiting an unlimited future yet to arrive, I say thank you.
For the grace to feel pain, and to know sweet Hands of Life, I am the child, I say thank you.
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