Last night little Zachary was trying so hard to communicate with us about something he could not find. All he was saying was "God," "black book," and other words between the crying and tears. After about 20 minutes of us trying to figure out what he was saying, I finally got it. There is a devotional book that he loves called "My Time with God." It is mostly black on the cover. When I gave it to him, he crawled in Victor's lap and wanted him to read certain pages to him. He fell asleep with the book in his hand so peaceful and content.
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