The Lord, for whatever reason, created my sweet girl with an imperfect heart. At 2 weeks shy of her 3rd birthday, she underwent open heart surgery. She was in heart failure and we didn’t know it. The surgeon repaired her heart and said it was the largest defect he had ever seen. He could not account for her still thriving with such a defect. At that moment, my husband and I knew there was One reason she was alive…. the Grace of God. He had spared our sweet one… she is our miracle. I think of that every time I see her imperfect scar on her chest. It is a reminder of God’ Grace and hand in her life.