Finn had seen pictures of Mams holding little ones. She would hold Precious like that. And when she did, one of her humming songs came to her, songs she would sing to the blue sky and the God who lived in the Everlasting.
"Thank you, God, for living in me,
Thank you, God, for all that I see.
Thank you, God, for all of Your love,
Thank you, God, who lives above."
Precious smiled.
Finn liked that.
"Thank you, God, for living in me."
Thank you, God, for all that I see.
Thank you, God, for all of Your love,
Thank you, God, who lives above.
... thank you, God, for living in me ..."
Finn began to sing softer for Precious had closed her eyes to sleep.
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