I was in the Neo-Natal Intensive Care Unit with my youngest son and was seriously struggling with life at that time. We have an older son and had adopted our middle son just a few months before and now we had a premature child in the hospital. I was struggling with anxiety and post-partum depress. A lady walked up to me and handed me a crochet blanket and a small book of devotions from Our Daily Bread. It was exactly what I needed, and I praise God for kind people like that.
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