"God is in her, she will not fall; God will help her at break of day." Psalm 46;5
Our daughter Kendall has had a really interesting life. Sparing you with all the crazy details, I'll just say she's been confronted one too many times in life, even in her short nine years, with countless opportunities to fear the unknown and expect the worst. Opportunities that we see in looking back that were meant to stifle her and literally suck the life right out of her.
Time and time again, albeit slowly, we've watched her resiliently bounce back and give situations and life in general a kick in the face.
Kendall is our only girl. Our princess if you will. but really less Disney and more warrior. While she is the second born and has three brothers I'm beginning to think of her more as she grows older and matures as the gentle giant. Now, she's pretty teeny...although as tall as our oldest, on the inside, she stands high.
She's always been pretty laid back, peaceful, and chosen her words wisely. Seldom does she really speaks out of turn, unless she's ready or considers it absolutely necessary. Boy, has she taught me a lot. Being in the house with three boys isn't always the easiest and they know just how to bring the 'best' out of her.
I always saw some of these traits as weaknesses instead of strengths in her until a couple of years ago when God totally began to convict my heart and show me a different side of my daughter,
I would catch myself correcting her or giving her suggestions about 'how' to say certain things or how to respond to situations but it never failed-each time I would hear the a small voice prompt me to reevaluate my actions and thoughts. I was encouraged that this was just how God made her yet I hadn't fully grasped all that meant.
Over the past few months as I've began to allow God to free me in areas of my own life that I've struggled with for some time, my eyes and my heart have truly become open to the amazing treasures we have in the gift of our children. Not only that, we get to watch the destiny of four hearts unfold right in front of our eyes.
Are there times when we want to hold on and allow fear to control our words, our actions? Absolutely. But, I'll say this...
Our Kendall doesn't fit into a box. Not one. Not even the most uniquely shaped and formed one.
Somewhere in this parenting thing we (I've realized) have to reach a point where we don't want any boxes for our kiddos. And, if God says, there'll perhaps be no boxes at all. In the case of Kendall, I'm totally okay with that now.
I love who she is becoming in spite of all of my silly direction from time to time. I know that God is in control and since He's known her way longer than I have I can trust Him with HER life, our boys' and mine as well. God is within her, indeed. I am trusting Him to catch her each and every time she falls. His arms are so much bigger than mine, anyhow.
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