The first to volunteer to chase the neighbor’s toddler. The last to finish eating.
The first to whine to me about circumstances. The last to complain anywhere else.
The first to sing loudly in joyful off-tuneness. The last to share her feelings.
Discovering what this one is thinking can be like prying open a tin can without the can opener. She’s a delayer this one. A full time procrastinator but she a fierce lover. She’s the first to offer love in a gentle, unreleasing touch. I still marvel at the NICU nurse declaring my hours=old baby a snuggler with such accuracy.
And sometimes, in my over analyzing tendencies, I’ve doubted–doubted she was really getting Jesus.
She seemed so aloof toward him. So uncharacteristically detached. Nothing like the talk-too-much faith of her sister.
And then someone asked her about her favorite verse- the question where kids answer what they remember first usually either “For God so loved the world…” or ” I can do all things….”
Not you. You say, “I’ve been thinking about when Jesus says, ‘The last shall be first.’ I think that is my favorite.” Then in the week to come you quote the verse and try to apply it. And my heart swelled with gratitude toward Jesus again. Because, really, kids and adults don’t like this verse. It’s uncomfortable.
Jesus, she gets it, forgive me for doubting.
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