The Gift

“…all good giving and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights, with whom there is no alteration or shadow caused by change.” James 1:17

The day was cold. Her little hands were blue from the cold. She tried to keep her hands warm as she tried to keep up with her Mom. Her Mom had told her that they were going to be nice and warm tonight. They were getting to the shelter early. Hannah would have a full tummy tonight and a nice warm bed. Hannah trusted her mom.
It would be nice to be full and warm.

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