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How Do I Tell Her?

"Dear, when will you utter some words or say something?" she asked, looking at him nervously.

"I will say something. Can you be patient, baby? I told you I’m not much of a prayer and want to get it right. Now, let's bow our heads and give me your hand. Dear almighty one, the supreme creator and maker of life. The source of life. You have all the power in the heavens and on the earth. You know how much Tippa and I want to start a family.

We love each other with all our hearts and want to give this love to our offspring, progeny. But if it's not time, give us the strength to accept that and continue to try for happiness, but most of all, don't let us lose the love and joy we have for one another. Amen."

His prayer moved Tippa so much that she kissed him in the mouth. "That was touching, sweetie. You need to pray for our family more often. I’m sure God heard that prayer."

"Thanks, I was nervous. My grandmother taught me to pray. She always used to tell me to talk to God from the heart
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