Every once in a while I stop talking about my little brown babies and ask you to pray for a white one instead. Today is one of those days.

Meet Lily Anna. She was just born this morning, weighing in at a not-so-hefty two pounds two ounces, the beautiful daughter of my friends from the ship here, Lorah and Justin. Lily has a long road ahead of her, and I know Lorah and Justin would be more than appreciative of prayers for their little family. I don't have all the details, just what I can glean from Facebook updates and photos from across the ocean, but it looks like she's off to a good start, especially blessed with the parents she has.
Let's pray for this little one, okay?
What was a rough and lonely road then is now rather more well-trodden, they hadn't even started giving babies surfactant when Lottie arrived. After a rough few months, eleven pneumothoraxes, and a nasty brush with bronchiolitis, she's now fine. More than fine really, a good four inches taller than me, she went to Cambridge University and is now a music teacher in a big, successful high school.
Lily is beautiful, and I'm sure that she will be just fine. I can't offer to pray but thoughts of strength and love are directed at this little one and her parents.
She looks good