Just the other day...Princess #2, who is all of five years old, was not herself. We had just gotten home after church and she was huffing and puffing around like a mad woman. When I asked her what was wrong, she ran to her room. "Oh, mercy...what could have happened?!" I wondered. I mean, she can be dramatic but even so, this was a little over-the-top for her. Quickly, I followed her and when I opened the door I saw that she was sitting on her bed with her arms crossed. She wore the cutest little pouty face, with her lips pursed and her eyebrows furrowed.
"Honey, what is wrong?" I asked, very concerned over her behavior.
"______, broke up with me!" she declared and then started to cry.
Now, I hate to pause here, but I feel it's important for you to know that we do not talk about boyfriends yet. At all. Ever. Goodness gracious, my oldest only just turned eight! In my opinion, it's pretty ridiculous when adults even ask a child if they have a boyfriend (or girlfriend). It's like they are perpetuating the lie that is, "You must have a boyfriend (or girlfriend) to be valued." We don't want our girls to latch onto that lie...ever.
With that being said, my children don't live under a rock, nor do I.
She had gotten the idea that this kid was her boyfriend and suddenly, at the tender age of five, she had been told, "I don't want you."
It hurt her.
Although the moment took me by surprise, it did not take God by surprise. In those brief minutes, I feel like He gave me the exact words to say...
I knelt down in front of her and said, "Baby girl, listen to me. This boy is your friend and he will always be your friend, but that heart of yours...God is saving it for someone very special one day. Do you hear me?" I stared straight into those huge blue eyes and I promise you, I visibly saw the truth of those words settle upon her like a warm blanket. Her tears dried up. Her countenance completely changed. She hugged me, and that was that. The issue was over and in that moment, she chose, in her precious child-like faith, to trust the Father.
I pray...oh, how I pray...that she will continue to trust the Father in all areas, of course, but especially in the area of dating. When the time comes, I want her, with the same child-like faith, to know that she doesn't have to twist or manipulate or sing and dance or stand on her head to get someone to notice her. I want her to be sure that the Lord will bring her husband to her at exactly the right moment in her life. I know she's only five, but I already pray for the man who will one day be given the treasure of her heart.
It is my fervent desire that all 3 of my girls will understand how precious they are, how valued they are, and that their love...their heart...is priceless, not to be tossed about and given over to just anyone. I pray they will learn to listen to the still small voice of the Lord and that they will be yielded to His leading. I pray they will be utterly overwhelmed with and completely wrapped up in the love of Christ, satisfied in Him alone. And one day, it is my desire that their love stories will be like that of their parents...that they will both "know" when they meet that special someone. I want them to hear the whisper of their heavenly Father saying, "This is the one I have chosen."
Someday in the future, I will sit as "Mother of the Bride" and watch as my husband gives our sweet blonde-headed princess away. And I will remember a Sunday afternoon, not so long ago, when the Lord planted faith for that very day in her tiny heart! I know the tears will probably flow freely, but so will my praise, knowing The Faithful One has answered the constant prayers of this mama's heart.
For His glory,
"Honey, what is wrong?" I asked, very concerned over her behavior.
"______, broke up with me!" she declared and then started to cry.
Now, I hate to pause here, but I feel it's important for you to know that we do not talk about boyfriends yet. At all. Ever. Goodness gracious, my oldest only just turned eight! In my opinion, it's pretty ridiculous when adults even ask a child if they have a boyfriend (or girlfriend). It's like they are perpetuating the lie that is, "You must have a boyfriend (or girlfriend) to be valued." We don't want our girls to latch onto that lie...ever.
With that being said, my children don't live under a rock, nor do I.
She had gotten the idea that this kid was her boyfriend and suddenly, at the tender age of five, she had been told, "I don't want you."
It hurt her.
Although the moment took me by surprise, it did not take God by surprise. In those brief minutes, I feel like He gave me the exact words to say...
I knelt down in front of her and said, "Baby girl, listen to me. This boy is your friend and he will always be your friend, but that heart of yours...God is saving it for someone very special one day. Do you hear me?" I stared straight into those huge blue eyes and I promise you, I visibly saw the truth of those words settle upon her like a warm blanket. Her tears dried up. Her countenance completely changed. She hugged me, and that was that. The issue was over and in that moment, she chose, in her precious child-like faith, to trust the Father.
I pray...oh, how I pray...that she will continue to trust the Father in all areas, of course, but especially in the area of dating. When the time comes, I want her, with the same child-like faith, to know that she doesn't have to twist or manipulate or sing and dance or stand on her head to get someone to notice her. I want her to be sure that the Lord will bring her husband to her at exactly the right moment in her life. I know she's only five, but I already pray for the man who will one day be given the treasure of her heart.
It is my fervent desire that all 3 of my girls will understand how precious they are, how valued they are, and that their love...their heart...is priceless, not to be tossed about and given over to just anyone. I pray they will learn to listen to the still small voice of the Lord and that they will be yielded to His leading. I pray they will be utterly overwhelmed with and completely wrapped up in the love of Christ, satisfied in Him alone. And one day, it is my desire that their love stories will be like that of their parents...that they will both "know" when they meet that special someone. I want them to hear the whisper of their heavenly Father saying, "This is the one I have chosen."
Someday in the future, I will sit as "Mother of the Bride" and watch as my husband gives our sweet blonde-headed princess away. And I will remember a Sunday afternoon, not so long ago, when the Lord planted faith for that very day in her tiny heart! I know the tears will probably flow freely, but so will my praise, knowing The Faithful One has answered the constant prayers of this mama's heart.
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