I'm on my knees a lot more these days.
Maybe not so much literally, but I'm constantly praying.
I have a fear in the back of my mind, that I feel the only proper way to deal with it is by bringing it before the Lord.
I've been watching Lux grow into a young child.
She's isn't quite a baby anymore...I mean, she still is, she's only ten months, but she's looking more and more each day like a little girl.
She's becoming more independent, her will is getting stronger, she's fearless, and she's active.
My heart is tender as I see her strengths really coming out and her weaknesses not as obvious, but there nonetheless.
I get nervous as I think about parenting. Wasn't I just a child yesterday? Wasn't I the one that was feeling mischievous, getting in trouble, talking way too much, being hyperactive and bouncing off the walls?
She's gonna give me a run for my money.
Ryan and I have lots of conversations about parenting.
We're new to this whole thing, but yet, we've had examples set before us that we respect and admire.
"We're here to develop character as a parent to the child so they conform to the image of Christ. thats the model of biblical parenting. God designed the family as the institute of where spiritual growth happens."
My hubby is a wise wise man.
Thankful I get to do this crazy ride with him.
We have that privilege and joy of teaching and raising her.
God gave us this specific little girl and designed us to be her parents.
It's not an option to fail to discipline, it's not an option to not be in prayer.
We love this little girl way to much to fail her.
I need wisdom.
We entered a part of life that can only be accomplished in excellence through God's grace.
Let's do this.