In her arms

Today has been an encouraging day with Amanda Ivy. Born a week last Saturday, and in intensive care ever since, this morning Lynn was given the emotional chance to hold her darling baby in her arms for the first time for a short while. In the afternoon session Lynn cuddled her daughter Amanda for an hour! PTL! So though progress is slow, there is progress. I hope and pray that within a few more days Amanda with be moved to a less intensive care unit where her Mum will be allowed to stay with her all the time near enough. Amanda just needs to get her weight up for this to happen.

I prepared my sermon for Sunday today. My wedding ceremony for tomorrow at Green Pastures is ready to roll. Late this afternoon I took grandaughters Alice and Bia out for a nice ride to São José de Espinharas which is about 16 miles north of Patos. Listening to Bia tell her stories in the back seat is mind boggling! When we got to the little town, for example, we drove round the few streets there before coming home and the cemetery seemed to be very central and difficult to get round. Alice said she would like to see the cemetery but Bia objected as follows: "I don't want to go there because things work like this granddad: You're born as a baby, then you're a child, then you're an adolescent, then you're a young person, then you're an adult, then you're middle aged, then you're old, then you die, then they put you in a coffin and send you to heaven"! (Bia is five!) We ended up avoiding the cemetery!