Pray for this precious little baby. Born 111 days ago not even a pound. Now weighs 4 lbs. Still in NICU

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Pray for this precious little baby. Born 111 days ago not even a pound. Now weighs 4 lbs. Still in NICU
Pray for Lydia. She had to go back on the ventilator today. She is two months old. Weighs 1 lb 15 oz.
This song has been in my head on and off for four months. It humbles me every time and sings right to my soul.
One Month
It amazes (and I do mean astonishingly, awesomely, and brilliantly amazes) me how in one month a life of 20 years can seem insignificant. Seems unfulfilled.
How many times have I sat on the couch, watched mindless tv, thinking to myself, I wish my life was more exciting. I wish I was doing something that I was passionate about. I wish I was making a difference in someone's life, anyone's life.
Life is sweet. In every sense of the word, life is sweet. Life is full of joy, love and laughter, if you choose it. I can't even begin to count the amount of times that I chose a grumpy attitude, a prideful up-turned nose, an angry thought towards someone over joy. Joy that breathes life, hope and unceasing love.
One month ago, my life, the lives of my dear family and the life of a sweet cousin have changed. Period. There have been highs and lows, and there have been moments of despair and moments of hope. The constant in them is this brand new territory that none of us have ever faced before and can only bear it in one way. Together, broken and upheld in the hands of the Almighty.
This has been one month of choice.
The choice to is to choose joy. Choosing preference of others, and of generosity of love, prayer, time, and friendship.
It's the recognition that life is too precious and too uncertain to feed it anger, pride, selfishness, bitterness and sadness.
There is only one word to describe my heart right now. Thankful.
This is such a beautiful story.
It speaks to the hope and joy of life that we are steadfastly and expectantly waiting for.