Her blond waves bounce as she whirls and swirls and sways
and her feet glide softly along the floor.
Her eyes reflect the joy that spills from deep within.
Her button lips murmur praise to the One who has created her in His own image.
Her little body moves rhythmically back and forth, in time with the music.
For over two years as we sing she has been in my arms,
close to my heart and we make graceful movements together.
As she stands on her own she lifts
her hand
her voice
her song
her praise
her praise
her worship
just as she was created to do.
And she teaches her Mama to abandon all that inhibits.
‘. . . and said to Him, "Do You hear what these children are saying?" And Jesus said to them, "Yes; have you never read, 'OUT OF THE MOUTH OF INFANTS AND NURSING BABIES YOU HAVE PREPARED PRAISE FOR YOURSELF'?"’
Matthew 21:16
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Beautiful--your daughter is so cute, your words such beautiful worship and praise. Thank you. My daughter, my dancer, my lover of life, is six now. Oh, how time flies. . .And I continue to watch her, soak her up.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Jennifer. Yes, it is frightening how time escapes us. That we might slow down to see. To soak in all that these moments offer us. Don't these little ones teach us so much ~ when we stop to listen.
Deleteoh friend, this made me want to cry. i thought the same thing tonight of my foster son as he sang Jesus loves me at the top of his beautiful lungs... bless you. so glad you linked with ip!
ReplyDeleteEmily, thank you for your sweet comment and for coming by and for encouraging us to journey together in this pilgrimage. What a privelege to witness this innocent praise!
DeleteRekebah, she is such a gift to you....and you to her!!! I enjoyed those pictures!
ReplyDeleteYes, a delightful gift! So blessed!
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