It was a joy to hear my husband read the Word of God and to witness the power of prayer as he prayed over her.
Joy filled my heart as I felt the power of the Spirit,
as I witnessed the tenderness of a father's love,
and as I observed my sweetie's excitement flow from her every being.
It was a JOY to have all my children gathered around to show their support.
JOY was present as I witnessed the love of Godly grandparents.
Liberty, you are
my JOY.
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