Phil woke me as he was headed out.
It was just before six, and I remember
Asking God on behalf of my friend,
Close to delivery,
To hold all things together by the
Word of his power.
Later that day, I heard that the new babe
Was born at 6:02, and those last few minutes
Were the worst pain the mother ever remembered
In multiple deliveries, horrific, screaming,
Terrible pain.
And I got to pray for my friend in that moment.
I don’t understand everything God does.
But I think this is pretty cool.
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