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Is God Proud Of Me?
I watched my little girl with pride. The light in her eyes came from deep inside. Her beautiful hair was a pleasure to see. I was so proud that she came from me. I also watched my sweet baby boy. Hearing him coo filled me with great joy. His smiling face was a pleasure to see. I was so proud that he came from me. Then I wondered if my Father in Heaven, The One by whom my children were given, Looked at me as I looked at them, And was as proud that I came from Him.
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