Inscribed

By Rev. Rebecca S. King  •  March 04, 2021

For years, I longed for a child. Due to health concerns, I was unable to have a baby for years - yet, I remained hopeful that one day a child would enter my life. I held close to my heart the potential name I had chosen for a daughter for seven years. Through times of challenge and celebration, the name was etched in my mind. To my joy, I did become a mother, and I gave my daughter the name I had chosen for her so long ago. My daughter knows this story well - she is aware that her name is..

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