I have no greater joy than to hear that my children are walking in the truth. ~ 3 John 1:4 (NIV)
My oldest daughter loves reading and it makes me incredibly happy to see her dive into book after book. She reminds me of myself at that age and her interest in more complex reading materials and chapter books continues to expand.
With this is mind, my husband and I felt it was time to give her an age-appropriate Bible to accompany the children’s versions we already have.
It wasn’t the party we might have previously envisioned, and the circumstances were nothing we would have desired.
We weren’t at a restaurant of your choice. We weren’t shaking our heads as you pretended to scan the menu as if you’d actually try something different for a change.
We weren’t having a family game night, talking trash to one another as the cards fell across the table. We weren’t teasing lovingly commending your persistence even though you have a knack for coming in last place.
We weren’t even at your house because you’re not there. You’re not there and I know that’s the birthday wish that supersedes them all.
But you are here with us, which is a blessing in itself.
You’re here after that alarming text I received on the afternoon of April 4th.
Ever since I was a little girl I wanted to be a mom. I remember my sister and I would spend hours using our imaginations playing “house”, and we would argue about who would play the mom and who would play the child. Being the younger sibling I would typically lose that argument and play the child, but when she let me play the mom I was overjoyed.
As a teenager I envisioned being married by 23 and having my first child soon after. For some reason, this number was always in my head. But after going to college and setting my sights on grad school, marriage seemed like the last thing on my mind when I actually became that age.
It was around that time though that I ventured into a long term relationship. I thought he was going to be the one but when we ended things many years later, I found myself single in my very late 20’s.
I wasn’t sure when the reality of being married and becoming a mother was actually going to happen.
What exactly is A Beautiful RAWR? A catchy name or a silly expression? Quite the opposite actually. A Beautiful RAWR is a Real Amazing Woman Representing. That’s you and I friend, and the beautiful creator and owner Linh, wants all of us to know that.