Oh, my dear little Sophia. Three years old today and I can still feel the knitting of our souls and futures over nine months and the feel of my nose on your newborn cheek. When you were born, you became part of my salvation. One day, when you are older, I will tell you how, in your 1-week-old form, you were the ray of Light that the Divine hand used to dispel bitterness and bestow hope to my cracked heart. When the waters of your baptism washed your head, they poured grace upon grace upon the dry soil of my life.In those early weeks, I never could have known how you would try me, make every night sleepless, grow a stubborness greater than mine, show emotions as freely and changing as a rushing river, or cause me to weep for the days when I did not know how to shepherd your heart. But, I also didn’t know then how your chattering little self would become my closest and dearest companion through the days, that your insistence on picking dandelions for me every day teaches me to slow down and find weeds precious, that your giggle is priceless because it is earned, that your changing clothes ten times a day would bring me joy because you love color and find my earth tones boring, and that watching you care for those around you would bring me delight.
My dear girl, in the past three years I have sat by your death-side and by your bedside. God has given you strength and sustained you by His Power to be a mighty little thing. I praise and give thanks for all the unforeseen that has been and is to come in your life. How I pray that as you grow in age, you would grow in Grace and in the knowledge and Love of God. You are part of my salvation and I pray to always be part of yours. I love you, my pumpkin seed.
What a beautiful post that so perfectly displays a mothers love. I am so blessed to have you as an example and a friend. Happy belated birthday Sophia!
How I love that middle picture. It covers a multitude of words.May God bless this colorful daughter of yours as she continues to grow in grace and beauty.