Give all your worries and cares to God, for he cares about you. - 1 Peter 5:7
I'd love the chance today to tell you just a little bit about my children. I marvel at their uniqueness and their courage. They are good and kind and caring, and more than just a little bit funny. Seriously, they have me in stitches much of the time, and I really enjoy spending time with them.
My son is 14. Would you believe me if I told you he writes Christian Rap songs? I know, right!? Crazy talented, that boy of mine.
He's a deep thinker and an even deeper feeler and I just love watching him create. He can cut a mean dub step, and he has this hat with a cross on it that he insists on wearing at a tilt. I've tried, believe me I've tried, to turn his interests just a little more toward mainstream.
Instead, I find that I am the one changed. I know the lyrics to Christian Rap songs. I know the names of Christian Rap artists and production companies.
I can bust a rhyme with the best of them, and my son even tells me I have “good flow”. Insert crazy bright smile here. 🙂
I also have a daughter (aka “Princess”) who is 11. How is that possible? Sometimes even I don't know.
She is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. She is thoughtful and sharp and scary smart.
She tells her friends about Jesus and she pays even more attention than I do to hemlines and necklines and that sort of thing.
I knew when she was still in the womb that God had done her a great injustice, giving a tomboy like me a sweet little angel to dress. I mean I can't even make a french braid. I've never made a straight part in my life. Lace scares me. Heels are torture, and I keep my nails short to the quick, just for practicality's sake. Does this sound like the mother of a precious girl to you? Color me terrified.
After 10 years, I have learned the art of layering. I know what chevron pattern is... be impressed, be very impressed. I not only do nails, I buy glitter polish to give them a second coat! And just a few months ago, my daughter declared, right out loud as I put the last flourish on her “do”, “Mom, you should be a hair dresser!” My jaw would have been on the floor, but I was too busy laughing.
Have I suddenly become a fashionista? Um, no. Definitely not. I'm still a moo-moo or sweats kind of gal. My nails are still short, although they frequently sparkle so my daughter and I can be “twinkies”. I hardly ever wear a stitch of makeup and my hair is short like a boys.
Do I wake up with Christian Rap songs flitting through my mind? Do I suddenly find dub-step toe-tapping? Yeah, not. I appreciate the lyrics and sometimes the rhythm, but I don't ever, ever get the urge to put on some good Christian Rap music when I'm all alone. Ever.
Do you know why I care about those things? Those girly and rappy things that are so foreign and uninteresting to me on a normal day? Because my children care about them. That's why.
I enjoy shopping and watching “What Not to Wear” because my sweet girl is right beside me and her eyes are lit up like Christmas. I study hairdo's and latest styles so that I can talk with her about things that make her happy. She is the world to me, and I absolutely love the way that she is, even the ways that she is totally different from me.
I spend afternoons listening to new Christian Rap songs and artists because my handsome boy is sitting with me. I learn the lyrics so we can sing the chorus together, and I remember the names because his eyes sparkle when I already know. He is everything to me, and I completely adore everything about him, even if some of his choices are different than mine would be.
The next time you're thinking maybe your cares are petty or your interests are too dull or your life is too silly, please, please remember. Remember that, to God, you are the world.
He absolutely loves the way you are. He completely adores everything about you. He lives to watch your eyes light up and He died so He could spend more moments with you.
Let Him in, won't you?
Heavenly Father, Your love leaves me awestruck. Thank you for just everything. Please help me to remember how very loved I am. In Jesus' Name, Amen...
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