Thursday, April 10, 2008

Look at this beauty, isn't she adorable?  Nothing is more moving than her tiny hands patting my cheeks, her hugs and her kisses are the air I breathe.   In Sophia's charisma a part of me is redeemed.  The part of me that worried too much what others thought.  Her large heart and generous spirit, touches me.  All this beauty and sweetness has developed under my care?  God must be gracious and kind.

In the curve of her face I see the beauty of her father's people.  She is the perfect creation of our hearts.  Wherever we go, people stop and smile at her.  I'm sure any toddler has this affect on the average person, but it warms my soul all the same.

Yesterday, she was playing with my long hair and then I saw that she reached up and pulled her beautiful little curls, trying to get them to come down by her ears like mommies.    It moved something in me--something that wants to preserve her fearless spirit, to fight for her against all the elements that tell a women she's not enough of whatever.   In that moment, I realized the only way I could protect her would be by believing the same for myself.  To live the difference for her.  I cannot teach what I don't believe.  My dear friends have been helping me realize my worth in Christ above all else.  Accomplishments, size, none of it matters in comparison with who I've been created as a daughter of the One True King.     

She is a little challenge for me, in the best possible way.  A reminder for me to live my life with joy and passion.   Live out loud! What do you have to be afraid of? She's my hero.  She doesn't believe that pretending to be a princess will make her less capable.  She also believes that a beautiful dress goes wonderfully with sneakers and a fireman's hat!  Who can argue with that?
Next time I worry what to wear or what someone may think--well maybe I need my own princess dress and fire hat!  

6 comments:

Katie said...

"It moved something in me... to fight for her against all the elements that tell a women she's not enough of whatever. In that moment, I realized the only way I could protect her would be by believing the same for myself. To live the difference for her. I cannot teach what I don't believe."

SO very well said.

Linda Darjean said...

Dear SK's friend, if I can fly to Florida will you fit my kiddoes in for a session? I have been searching high and low for photographers since I saw sophia's pics and none seem to do justice. I want you NOW!!! be my friend. I am so willing to plan a vacation...as broke as i am, just so we can book a session with you. how 'bout it???? seriously, the pictures came out really beautiful. any photgrapher suggestions in my area??

Carissa said...

SK,
Your words always brighten my hectic days at the point where I think God has really given me more than I think I can handle. You are so eloquent and remind me of our littlest and most important blessings. I am so honored to be able to call you my friend.

Kim said...

Beautiful SK, just beautiful. I love seeing how God uses your writing talent to inspire. And I LOVE watching the work He is doing in you. Thanks for sharing!

The Durbin Family said...

This is really touching, SK. What Katie quoted...got me, too. Makes me glad I have a daughter, to fight for her through my own healing and victory. Very inspiring.

On a much less serious note, I loved the previous post about the socks...I count it a great victory when all the socks in the laundry basket have matches; Eric thinks I'm crazy but it makes me very satisfied. :) I've often wondered, though, just where to those lost socks go? Then the other day I caught Ellie throwing one of her socks in the gabage can; another day I found two different socks in the diaper champ. I think we've found the culprit! :)

Julie said...

So true, SK, and so well put. We sure can learn a lot from our little ones. What a blessing they are, indeed! :)

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