Joy came to me with a big smile on her face, carrying a small keyboard given to us by a friend. "This song makes me think of Daddy. He would always pretend like he was playing it. Daddy was so funny. " She pressed the button and started to dance. That's it. That's the post. That's the praise report. Y'all keep praying, God hears.
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