An “O”

 Poor L broke down today absolutely sobbing because she tried spelling her name with an “O” and realized her first name does not contain one. 

My heart. 

She felt a little better after she discovered she does indeed have an “o”, it’s just in her last name and not her first. 

This child is so tender hearted. She has pushed me to soften my otherwise guarded heart, and I’m grateful. I’m also grateful that, for now, her problems are small enough for me to fix. I pray over her daily that her problems will stay small and her heart will remain soft and tender.

I wonder what prayers you prayed over me.

I wonder if I can show you some ways that they have been answered.