My most precious firstborn daughter is 15 years old today!! I had three boys in a row and desperately longed for a daughter. I remember after having the three boys relatively close together and being new in Christ, I said over and over how I didn’t want anymore children.
I shutter at the thought now. Thank you, Father, for mercy and blessing the womb that I cursed! Brian had prayed that my heart would change, and it did! One month, I never wanted another child, the next I couldn’t wait to be pregnant. Not only did He bless me with another child, he gave me my heart’s desire, a daughter.
She is more than I could have even hoped to be at her age. She is sweet, tender, graceful, gentle and gloriously feminine.
I am humbled and honored to be called ‘Mama’ by that precious thing. I wrote the following ‘post’, if you will, months ago with the intention to post it on her birthday.
I watch you. You walk into a room with such grace and elegance. Your head held high, your face aglow with innocence. Your flowy and girly skirt floats around you.
You carry yourself with a grace and confidence I never knew. To know such femininity and dignity at your age. Pure and undefiled.
I see you, not only patiently, but excitedly read aloud to your siblings. The joy in your voice as you share stories you love.
You brush girl’s hair, change diapers, play ‘house’ and countless other things that bring joy to littles. You even take them with you to water plants or hang laundry or vacuum the steps, always singing, bringing joy.
You sing and worship while you wash dishes, while you shower, while you lie upon your bed, while you garden, endless praises coming forth from your mouth to the One who gifted you with that angelic voice.
I love you, my precious. What a beautiful combination of grace, femininity and strength. Happy Birthday, Victoria!