The Birth of My Daughter - Callie Lou Hunt


"The Prize" - réh
A child, yet unborn;  a life saved by a mother whose body is willingly torn open for the object of her love—the prize. This child, her skin, safely kept in vernix so it will be soft for the wonder and affection of her parents, still bloody from passing through her mother’s torn body. 
Her mother closes her eyes while her body is rocked back and forth as a team cuts, pulls, and tears her flesh with near perfect success, performing this many thousand times, and why?

A child that is loved is worth loving, worth hoping, worth trying. And every mother whose body is torn open for her child to live is a type of Christ; they proclaim salvation to the entire world.



Matthew 27:51
At that moment the curtain of the temple was torn in two from top to bottom. The earth shook, the rocks split.

Hebrews 10:20 ...by the new and living way that he opened for us through the curtain, that is, through his flesh.


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—reh