Grace Notes

Today is our Gracie Girl's fourth birhtday.
She is that person who was in my heart and mind when I prayed in faith.  Now, she is that "substance" of things hoped for and "evidence" of things not seen. 
Even when I saw her for the first time, she would have been invisible to my naked eye. A tiny little new beginning of life, an embryo.  And yet, she was the most beautiful thing I had ever beheld.  She was marvelous, a mystery, a miracle, and I loved her. 

Lately, when I hear her laugh or sing a funny song, I think...I'm hearing a miracle.

When I run my fingers through her tossled, curly hair, I recall...I'm touching a miracle.

When her arms wrap themselves around my neck and hold on for dear life, I know...I'm being embraced by a miracle.

When we talk about lizards, God, family, heaven, flowers, frogs, and cupcakes, I realize...I'm conversing with a miracle.

When she comes in from outside, "sweaty and stinky" or gets out of a bubble bath tub, "all squeaky clean", I remember...I'm smelling a miracle. 

She is an ordinary {ordinary wonderful} little girl.  She does typical, little girl kind of things. 

She often wants her own way. 

She is independent, creative, intelligent and driven.  

She is helpful, giving, and kind. 

She is a problem solver, a negotiator at times, a thinker~inquisitive. 

When I look at her, I see the fulfillment of answered prayer.  And I am grateful. 

Happy birthday big girl.  We are thankful beyond words that God gave you to us!