She is my baby.
And she’s growing up….
Today she turns three….going on twenty-five. At least that’s how it feels.
She’s my fun-loving one,
The one who loves to let go and soar….
The fearless one.
The one who brightens everyone’s day on a trip to the grocery store.
The one who says the Lord’s Prayer mixed with the Pledge of Allegiance.
She’s a free spirit…
As she grows, I think she’ll be a Mary…
She’ll be perfectly happy to sit at the feet of Jesus and worship.
Because I just see that in her.
I love that about her.
Lydia in the Bible was a seller of purple…
We had no idea she’d be obsessed with the color though.
Oh how we pray that she will know the Lord as her Savior early….
That she never turns her back on Him,
That His grace will be irresistible to her,
That she will seek to glorify Him all her days.
We love you Lydi-Bug.
More than you know.
And Jesus loves you even more than that.
You are well-loved.
What a gift.
To our fun-loving little firecracker.