We wind down the day, having driven 36 hours to arrive in time, then to be alongside our precious children who took the work of today with great stride and the comfort of having all four grandparents present. It is now about 2am where we are, and three days since a good night's sleep. I had to be here, though, to share with you blessed people, my friends, the joy at seeing your support and the clear beauty and truth of the poem Jenna so kindly shared. All of this I believe and each of us spoke similar words today, one to another.

At first, our children had not wanted to acknowledge God in this, and yet, through prayer I am sure, they did falter and ask for a minister, none could be found on short notice, so I, an Elder in our church who had come allowed by our pastor with a vial of Holy Oil to anoint those who seek prayer and anointing, was allowed by our children to anoint in the form of the cross on our babe's forehead as I prayed and ended in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit. God was with us as was our dear little one. Healing is beginning. God is so good.

Love,
Mark56