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Cradled in Comfort | Our Daily Bread

My friend entrusted me with the privilege of holding her precious, four-day-old daughter. Not long after I took the baby into my arms, she started to fuss. I hugged her closer, my cheek pressed against her head, and began to sway and hum in a gentle rhythm to soothe her. Despite these earnest attempts, and my decade and a half…

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By Mike Polinske

I'm a computer geek who likes to share God's Word with the world.

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