Isaiah 6:8

8 Then I heard the voice of the Lord saying, “Whom shall I send? And who will go for us?”And I said, “Here am I. Send me!”

Friday, February 21, 2014

Five Minute Friday - Small

On Friday’s we silence the inner critic. The loudest of all naysayers. And on Fridays we remind ourselves that The Word is for us and loves us and welcomes us. Your words are safe here. 
So come and write with us. Together. On one word for five minutes. Here are all the details. And then link up your post or leave it in the comments. But remember, the one must rule here is that you visit the person who linked up before you and encourage them in their writing.
That’s it. The gift of encouragement – pass it on.  Today the word is the one that’s been beating hard in my heat the last couple of weeks. Today the writing prompt is SMALL. Ready?  Set? 

I initially thought about writing about my smallness in comparison to God's greatness....but not today....Today I want to share my daughter with you. 

My daughter will be 34 in a few months.  I will be 60.  She is leaving for Moldova and the mission field this summer.  So, I have spent my week thinking back on when she was small.  I thought about those moments in the wee small minutes of the early morning when I would hold my small bundle of joy and we would rock....just the two of us.  I would trade nothing for those moments.  She was my first child and I will never forget how small she looked in the doctor's arms as he handed her to me in the Delivery Room.  Her wee small hands wrapped around my pinky finger and I knew right then and there that she would hold my heart forever. 
She laughs about trips we made when she was small.  If she does not remember a certain event then she always asks, "What?  Was I 2, 4, 6?"  All the magical moments of her life seemed to take place when she was small.  So let me tell you about what small can do. 

When she was a year old, she could talk a good bit and ordered her court around with authority.  Her favorite songs were Tura Lura Tura (The Irish Lullaby) and Sweetest Little Rosebud.  I tweaked it a bit so it was about her.  I am not even sure if it is really a song....but to was and always will be. 
By two she could sing every single word of "Chattanooga Choo Choo."  Once when she and my mom stopped at a friends little Pack a Sack store, some engineers and train workers were there getting snacks, this small little bundle with a fluff of red hair slide over to the window and asked the engineer, "Pardon me boys, Is that the Chattanooga Choo Choo."  The engineer guys loved her and made it a point to stop and see her at least once a week.   What can small do? 
By three she was reading alone, and could print her name. Somewhere in the last 34 years she grew up......but God does have a sense of humor....because she is still....smaller than I.  I stand 5'5" flat footed....and she is only about 5'3".  I wish I could call some of those moments back when she was small.....and not let a single event pass by without experiencing it to the fullest.  I will tell you mother's out there.....the house work and stuff will be there long after they are gone.  Enjoy the small moments because all to soon they will pass away.


Jerralea said...

Thank you for sharing your motherly memories with us. You are so right; we should enjoy those small moments because they will pass so very quickly!

Schotzy said...

AW....I love your post on your wonderful daughter....what a lovely young woman and sweetheart of a wee one... many blessings to you and I look forward to more form you.... I am adding you to my blogroll. Thanks!

Brianna said...

What a beautiful picture of your daughter and your motherhood. Thank you. I have two daughters (12 and 9 yrs old). So your words resonate in my heart as I think about not too many years from now when I will look back and think of them as small. :) Blessings to you. Thanks for the great post.

Sandy said...

SWEET, love the memories and the pictures. My daughter turned 30 this past November and I'm 63, so we're pretty much in camp with you. Time is truly fleeting. I'll make a note about 5 minute Friday and see if I can in gear for it.

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