Oh, my little one, you are an infant to me (Jesus). Dependent, vulnerable, needy, whether you know it or not. And I am here, your Parent. Strong, supportive, ever-watching, wholly able to care for you. If only your infant-self knew how sturdy and reliable I am, how your fears would diminish. What peace you would find. This is my Prayer for you. I hold you dear.
With love beyond measure,
Jesus
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