The Best Place – In God’s Hands
Sixteen years ago I held a newborn in my arms. She looked so tiny all wrapped in a pink towel. Now 16 years later she tells me how she is growing. She stands next to me and with her hand going up on an angle tries to convince me that she is taller than I am. Sixteen years ago we faced medical uncertainties, surgeries, and the fear that she would not live. It was after complication after a heart catheterization…