You are not a little girl anymore. You are strong and opinionated, you are beautiful. God has shaped and changed you so much this year and it is exciting to watch. Your mind works in amazing ways and your passions are so intense they are almost blinding.
Cling to the Lord, precious girl. When things seem insurmountable or the tremendous tide of emotions that stir inside of you threaten to spill over, HE is the only one who can help you.
“For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.” Jeremiah 29:11
You are growing up so fast. You are getting taller. You speak new phrases and sentences every day. You are emotional and a problem solver. You are fascinated with anything mechanical, with a special place for planes, helicopters and “trucks of trash.” I love you so much, my little man. Some day you are going to be a powerful man of God. I see evidence of your heart every day the way you are empathetic of your sisters when they are hurt or even “Bear” on your favorite show.
My prayer for you is that your strength and personality be used for amazing things that glorify the Lord. That you will grow into a man of honor. Courageous and leading. Fighting for those who cannot fight for themselves. Loving and faithful, walking with the Lord.
“Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid or terrified because of them, for the LORD your God goes with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you.”
Ten years ago I was barely a grown up. You changed me. You made me a mother. When they put you on my chest, all warm and wet, the gravity of the moment was enough to fill me with fear. I was now responsible for another human life. From the beginning you were full of passion and you still are, be it not wanting to ride in the backseat alone or creating the perfect cookie in the kitchen. You are a sensitive soul who deeply feels the world around her. You have a heart for the hurting and lost.You take care of things, you take care of people, you love others. The light of Jesus shines bright from you in how you treat humanity and how you see the world, and it is beautiful. Your innocence and the pureness at which come at life is awe-inspiring.
Today you turn ten. Double digits, as you say, and I can’t stop it. I can’t even slow it down. I can’t turn you back to the little girl with curly brown hair and big cheeks who wouldn’t smile at anyone. Or the toddler who used to dance and “freeze” or run around laughing and naked after her bath. As your mom there are many moments I wish I could have back because I didn’t appreciate them at the time. I didn’t let them soak in and realize that in the blink of an eye you would be grown. You were the first. We figured this whole mother-daughter thing out together, one day at a time. I couldn’t be more proud at the young woman you are becoming. You asked me today if you were beautiful and I told you that you were, but to be honest the word pales in comparison to what I see.
You are stunning. Inside and out.