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This morning I dropped my oldest daughter off for her first day of first grade. We sat in the private transportation line waiting for our turn and praying for God's provision for the day and the year. It's our little morning tradition. I hold her little hand and ask God to protect her and her heart, and to help her to be kind to others so they can see Him. She smiles and says amen with me and then waves goodbye as she ventures into her day.    Watching her walk into that school building this[image error]