I would pursue who I was as a young girl.
There's this beauty of complete abandon that children embody.
The freedom to dance & twirl. Sing without regard of melodies hitting a sharp note instead of a flat. The awkward questions & phrases. The disregard of what is "socially acceptable." The lack of fear before anything has tainted their little souls & mind.
When I think of being a mama, I want to give room for this in my girls.
There's Tay & her beating to the rhythm of her own drum. She feels so passionately about life. I don't want this to be lost.
She hugs deeply, feels deeply & reconciles deeply. She asks, "Mama, are you happy with me," sensing a pause, she interjects, "I love you Mama!"
I love her for her gift of laughter. She fills a room with laughter & smiles.
All too often, we have a seriousness..a consternation that pervades the world. What I too often fail to see is my need for laughter & silliness. Does God really want us to play & laugh? Sometimes I believe not. This little gem of a girl gives me that gift. Her snuggles & need for reconciliation.
She digs her heals in deeply & shouts, "NO" with conviction; but, when she recognizes her wrong--she is undone. She seeks harmony--a redemption of sorts. It's her hearing those words the great Rescuer said some 2000 years ago on that stormy sea--PEACE. Those with a humble heart submit.
Her willingness to learn & glean as much as her little person can breathe in like drinking cup upon cup without coming up for air. Her want to gulp it all.
Do a work in her that leads this spirit with such fervor & hope. A joyful rhythm marching on the darkness of despair, which gives hope to the brokenhearted. Breathe a sensitivity to the goodness you offer Jesus & allow her to share it with this world. Empower her to constantly pursue life.