My heart is heavy.
A classmate of Daniel’s (an acquaintance of mine) from high school got married just a little after we did, pregnant just a little after we did.
Their daughter was born early last month, went home with her parents, was readmitted to the hospital not long after, where she fought for her life.
Their daughter lost that fight.
My heart is heavy as I snuggle my infant daughter close. We had a tough start, but I never feared for her life. I can’t even imagine what Daniel’s classmate must be going through.
So with heavy heart, I pray mostly wordless petitions, entreating God for this grieving family.