Thank you, dear Lord for these precious blessings.
I cannot imagine life without them. Nor do I want to.
the fruit of the womb a reward.
Like arrows in the hand of a warrior
are the children of one's youth.
Blessed is the man who fills his quiver with them!
He shall not be put to shame
when he speaks with his enemy at the gate.
~ Psalm 127: 3-5 ~