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A Mother's Thoughts
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Lectionary Tales For The Pulpit
Series II Cycle B
She held the baby to her chest, looking into his eyes. His eyes were dark, his hair was dark, and his skin was pink. He was wrinkled. He was beautiful. She carefully unfolded a bit of the blanket and peeked inside. His fingers -- they were so small! His hand seemed so small against her hand. His fingernails were tiny.

