There was a chill in the air as the little family started for church that Sunday morning. Daddy, Mommy, Big Sister, Big Brother and 2-year-old Baby Girl. There wasn't much talk as the 15 miles dropped away, but instead a certain tension and uneasiness that Baby Girl felt but didn't know why. As they arrived at church, she heard arguing coming from the front seat. Mommy, who hadn't felt well that morning, was saying how she wished she could've stayed home to rest and Daddy was saying how important it is to go to church, no matter what. Baby Girl felt fear rise up within her along with many questions. If I was sick would I be taken care of? Does it matter how I feel?
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Another Sunday morning dawned with the sun shining brightly. Baby Girl bounced out of bed, excited to go to church that day. But then Daddy came and said that Mommy wasn't feeling well and they were going to all stay home, but it didn't matter because Jesus would be with them wherever they were.
Daddy then proceeded to send Mommy back to bed. He softly closed the door and then helped Baby Girl get dressed. He got out the box of Cheerios and poured some milk. Big Sister and Big Brother came and joined her at the table. Daddy cleaned up the kitchen and did the dishes, singing all the while. When he was done he softly stole back into the bedroom to see if Mommy needed anything. He sat by her bedside and took her hand. She gave him a weak smile and settled back against the pillows. Baby Girl peeked in the doorway. Daddy saw and beckoned her to come sit on his lap. She ran and gave him a big hug. Then she climbed into bed and snuggled up with Mommy. Her little heart felt happy, safe, cared for and loved.
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And now... Baby Girl is grown and knows she is safe, cared for, loved. And... she is happy.
