Tonight Dawn did her Thursday night magic of giving my kiddos the chance to talk their hearts out. I took number 4 to the same run down little place she always wants to go. She has hard memories a lot of places, making lots of places hard to go...even places no one expects, or smells or colors or sights or foods she didn't realize were an issue 'till they hit her. But as soon as she slid into that same squeaky teal booth tonight, it was like all the thoughts and fears and joys of the last 8 or so weeks since last date night had been carried around in a suitcase that suddenly burst open.
My whole meal was ordered and eaten and dear girl had waved her burger in the air for an hour, talking a mile a minute, and hadn't yet taken one bite.
Told me about all her bad dreams...fears that never would have occurred or made any sense to Sofie-girl. Told me the things she's excited about. Blessed kid things. Told me what she's doing well and what she's not, never paused, never looked down, never hid behind her hair, never hesitated before sharing.
I never would have dreamed when Dawn first came along-side our family how quick and anxious my children would be to share their hearts with me and how precious these few hours each Thursday evening would be! What a gift.
We've come such, such a long way. I cannot see His future for her, but I can see His love for her, and her growing in it.
His love for all my children is so clear and so big and trusted that I can't help but be reminded of His love for me through it.
If you don't see His love and adoption and grace and perseverance on yourself, look for it in someone else, and there it is. If you don't see His future for you...look for His love, and trust it.
I promised a few friends to say more about the "Turning 12 Trip", so if you're interested...below.
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