I do not know all of the things that this baby girl is or does yet, anything about her past or about her future. She may only be here for a few days, in that case I may never know. All that is certain right now is that she is greatly and deeply loved far more than even I could ever know or comprehend and worthy of that and more.
Noble. That’s how we’ll call her, because of that Audio A song.
Break our hearts once again
Help us to remember when
We were only children hoping for a friend
Won’t you look around these are the lives that the world has forgotten
Waiting for doors of our hearts and our homes to openBoys become kings, girls will be queens
Wrapped in Your majesty
When we love, when we love the least of these
Then they will be brave and free
Shout your name in victory
When we love when we love the least of these