third times the charm.
a few weeks ago as I was sitting outside a hut on one of our Victory Outreach North days, a woman walking by holding a baby caught my eye. I walked over to greet her partially to be friendly but mostly just to marvel at her baby. Not long after exchanging names she thrusted her baby into my arms and insisted I take him. In that moment my heart went threw a million and three different ways I could possibly get that beautiful baby home with me. My brain quickly interrupted and reminded me that I was being completely unrealistic and it wasn't going to happen. Instead I would just love on...