My girls.
These are my girls. I love all our students and yes the girls hold special places in my heart. These three have been with me since our first moments in Abilene. During our senior tribute the four of us sat together held hands and glistened with tears. Happy tears. My heart was heavy with joy and deep with sadness over the end of an era. I am so proud of these beautiful young women.
That's right young women...not girls. (I need to remember that.)
There have been endless nights of laughing and sincere talking. So many questions I have answered (so many that I won't). So many times my cheeks have blushed on cue. They always try to make me blush with s*ex questions. They have woken me at 2 in the morning to do pyramids and chant the word s*ex while throwing up starburst wrappers as confetti. Needless to say they are excited about the future. Last year for our 10th wedding anniversary this group of girls threw me a "party" to equip me with what they thought I needed for our cruise. I humored them and went.
On a more serious note. I have had the wonderful privilege to see them come to Christ. We have shed tears together as repentance took place. The beauty of their willing heart before their ultimate lover is priceless. I watched it happen. I call our girls ministry "becoming" because we are in the state of becoming more like Christ. That is what these girls have become and I was present for it. There is no greater paycheck. These girls are not perfect, they have a lot of growing to do, then again so do I. So do we.
Here is what I wanted to say. I love them. My heart is wrapped in theirs. God did that and now it is time to say good bye.
Hard. Good. Right.
Love on.
3 comments:
Okay, I laughed and then I got teary reading this. What precious girls! The first and only Sunday school class I ever taught was when we were first married. Those 8th graders are graduating right now and I cannot believe it! I'm so proud of those girls. They are irreplaceable in my heart.
I love this photo. You are all so beautiful!
So sweet!!
I saw some high school aged girls at Nordstrom last week, with their moms.
They were very tan and leggy and highlighted and just so young and fresh looking. They were talking about "prom" and I felt a momentary pang of jealousy and then I found myself laughing at myself. Because I'm so old, at thirty, right?
But mostly I just thought, "Aw! They are ADORABLE!" And they have no idea how cute and precious they are.
It must be an awesome privilege to be a part of your girls' lives.
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