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Introducing Little Miss Abigail Paige


 It has been brought to my attention that when I became a granny this past summer, I excitedly hopped on my keyboard and blogged the exciting news; but when my second grandbaby was born in October, I didn’t blog about it. In fact, I haven’t blogged since just before she was born. It’s not that it hasn’t been on my mind, it’s just that instead of writing, I have been spending the last 2 months holding that sweet one. She lives only 4 blocks from me and I get the pleasure of seeing her almost daily.

So, without further ado, (and since she is out of town visiting her other grandma and I cannot cuddle her this week) let me introduce you to Little Miss Abigail Paige. Isn’t she just adorable? I sure think so! I am so blessed to have 2 little granddaughters and I truly love love love being with them.

 
Being a grandma has colored my view of life in a new way. Carseats are even more important to me now. Comforting them when they cry seems more urgent somehow with these little ones than it was with my own. I can get to worrying about my Grands and their lives ahead and the dangers that I am sure lurk in the shadows. A grandma can go straight out of her mind envisioning such things! How will these babies make it through life with so much that can go wrong?

The only way a granny can stay sane is with prayer. Prayer has become a lifeline to me. Not that it wasn’t important before, I just feel the importance more now. Prayer is a gift I can give my little ones. The best gift I can give them. A double gift, really. God’s protection and guidance on their lives, and a sane granny as well!

I pray that Hailey and Abi will accept Christ’s gift of salvation at a young age. That they will have hearts that love and follow God. That God will give them strength to stand strong and not blend in with the world. That God will use them as lights in their generation. I pray for their parents, too. That God will give them wisdom and that they would be drawn into deeper relationship with Him as they parent these girls. May God richly bless their lives through their children!
I'd love to hear from you.....What weighs on your heart for your family, what do you pray for  them?

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  1. I could not agree more. Time passes so fast and what we think will take forever to get here is now gone. Prayer is the only source that can comfort our hearts, keep our focus on the one who holds all the tomorrows. Keep praying and keep being that Godly example that share so well with those around you. Enjoy my babies too. I miss all of you more than I can say. mom piatt

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