Last night at VBS, as I sat in the pews of the church, observing the kids worship with Karly on my lap, I was reminded of the immense privilege and responsibility of raising a child.  As she stood there intrigued with curiosity, I couldn’t help but think how much I wanted her to fall in love with Jesus. 

I had an overwhelming sense of desire to one-day see her experience the fullness of His love; worship Him with all her heart; serve Him with compassion; and lead others with courage and conviction.

I found myself embracing her in my arms, and pleading with God to lead her to Himself.

I now know what Paul meant in Romans 9:3.  I can’t say that about anyone else in this world, but I can say that for Karly and Katey without flinching. 

“God, help me to love my girls the way you love them.  Draw them to you. Fill them with your grace, love, and joy.”

Amen.