From infancy to the first day of school is a journey of highs and lows. Ezra was a premie and we both almost died at the birth and here he is; a monument of grace and the help of God. "When we were without strength..." No strength to deliver ourselves into grace, no strength to improve ourselves from sin..."Christ died for us!" Only by the grace of God, can we come to a day like this day.
I kissed him the first time in my hospital room, almost an entire day after delivery, because of the complications of the birthing process on him and on me. I kissed him today bye. He doesn't even know it is an emotional moment for us. The birth of a scholar, or a class clown(and I really don't care which) He is a miracle.
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