Babies are cute. The development leading up to the birth is fun and challenging. It is scary. The magic day arrives. They are here, there are tears of joy. All the first happen. Teaching them how to walk and talk. Picking them up when the stumble. Teaching them right from wrong. Being excited when they do good. Being upset when they don't do well.
One might think I am talking about my kids.
New believers sure can make messes. They can make you happy and they can make you weep. But when they grow and do well, nothing makes you prouder. When they screw up, they sure can tick you off.
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