Oh, that you may suck fully of the milk of her comfort, That you may nurse with delight at her abundant breasts! For thus says the Lord: Lo, I will spread prosperity over her like a river, and the wealth of the nations like an overflowing torrent. As nurslings, you shall be carried in her arms, and fondled in her lap.
Isaiah, 66: 10-12
Her warm tiny hand soothingly rubs my warm skin. Her eyes roll back in delight. She is in her favorite place, her safest place at my breast. Not only is her thirst being quenched and her body being nourished, but her love tank is being filled as well. Her confidence is being strengthened. The bond is being built more and more powerful. She is in rhythm with my heartbeat as she was in the womb. I am giving her the best of the best, I am happy to feed her physically, emotionally, spiritually. It is the most special gift that I can give her during the first year or two of her life. A gift that is natural and made just for her. "Blessed is the womb that carried you and the breasts at which you nursed." Luke, 11:27
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