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Psalm 127:3
3Behold, children are a heritage of Yahweh. The fruit of the womb is his reward.
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God who parents us all, I bring my children to You this morning. The weight of their formation feels heavy— knowing I'll get some of it wrong, knowing they're watching even when I think they're not.
Creator God, this tiny life is a miracle— fearfully and wonderfully made, knit together by Your hands. We're overwhelmed with love, terrified by responsibility, amazed by the trust You've placed in us.
Loving Father, my child has wandered far from You, and my heart is breaking. I've prayed, I've pleaded, I've pursued— and still they choose a path that leads away.