When I stepped into the church nursery on Sunday, I expected to see my happy baby playing with the other children. Instead I saw her being held by a worker while she sobbed. As I stepped closer, I saw why she was crying and my heart broke. I waited quietly as the translator patiently relayed the story from French to English so I would not be confused. I demurely smiled as my heart broken even more.
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