Supposed To...
We were supposed to build his crib together, not his coffin. This precious wooden camera & tool set were supposed to decorate his nursery, not his casket. We were supposed to place them lovingly in his hands, not in his grave. We were supposed to lay him to rest each night beside us, not lay him to rest forever. I was supposed to sing him lullabies, but now I am singing this song.
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Beauty Will Rise - Steven Curtis Chapman.
“Buried deep beneath all our broken dreams
We have this hope
Out of the ashes
Beauty will rise”
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=rJynET3b3PM
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We have faith. We have hope.
💫
Beauty Will Rise - Steven Curtis Chapman.
“Buried deep beneath all our broken dreams
We have this hope
Out of the ashes
Beauty will rise”
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=rJynET3b3PM
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We have faith. We have hope.