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So each day is a completely new day. Each day I am faced with a new struggle, a new fear, or even a new hope! All of us experience this same phenomenon, but some of us may have a more intense struggle or fear. All of us should have a new and intensifying hope as well because we actually woke up this morning! Last year, about a week after Wade's 5th birthday, he accused me of ruining his "special day." I explained that this day wasn't like his birthday last week and the birthday was over, and he looked up at me with such a hurt in his eyes and said, "But Momma, every day when I wake up is a special day." Oh WOW! Wade figured it out at 5 years old, and here I was just learning this. Sad, isn't it?

Today I was expecting to go to my weekly sonogram, but instead I received a call that my appointment had been canceled because the machine is broken. You know what? I'm okay with it. That is something out of my control so why get worked up? In life, we have to pick and choose our battles and this, for me, was not one of them.

Kaydence has been kicking and moving around so much today that I can't hardly even concentrate. Her movement gives me both comfort and hope.

I did, however, meet with pastor today for a prayer session. Amongst the many things we prayed about and discussed was asking God to free me to be myself in this whole process. I have never given thought about being free to be myself in God as far as worship, prayer, and witnessing. So that is something I am going to really pray over because I realize that this journey I'm on isn't just about Kaydence; it is about me too. I have so much to learn still. I received salvation at a very young age, but I have so much maturity to gain as a Christian. It's exciting, or it should be exciting, to wake up each day and wonder what God has in store for us today. How excellent it is that we have paths to walk and that God places our feet in each step!

I have received so many comments and messages from friends about how strong I am and what a blessing I am, but you know what? I'm not either. I am weak without God. It's God's grace you see in the blessing...not really me. I cannot take credit for these things because I would never have picked this particular journey myself, but God placed me here and "where He leads me I will follow." I encourage you to do the same. And thank you, thank you, thank you for your prayers and for the kind words of encouragement.

Pastor Joy mentioned that she wants each of you to know that the prayer we have been given to pray for Kaydence and myself is The Lord's Prayer. Please pray it with me and if you do not know it, it is located in Matthew 6:9-13 in the Bible. If you don't have a Bible, then Google it. It's a powerful prayer.

I hope that today and everyday, you wake up and think about how special the day is and include God in it. Give Him praise for the day and start with a prayer. Seek His will for you and know that your hope, like mine, rests in Him.

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