Sugar and Spice...

So my little girls are not little girls anymore. You see today was the first day of school. Not just another first day but Kathryn’s last first day of high school, and Shelby’s very first day of high school. Kathryn begins her senior year, and you could hardly contain her excitement! She was bouncing off the walls this morning at 6:00am. Shelby on the other hand, does not understand the big deal. She would rather be still in bed fast asleep. They are so different! They fight a lot and disagree and yet they dance around the house together and laugh. They really love each other. Shelby wanted to take Choir but she could not fit it in her schedule so her only option was zero period (starts at 6:53am). If you know Shelby at all, that is WAY too early in the morning, but she took it anyway. Kathryn, who has been in Choir 3 years now, made Show Choir (the class she has dreamed about for 3 years!) but still wanted to be with Shelby so she is taking 3 choir classes including zero period with her sister. They stayed together at camp this year, they go to the movies together, they are friends as well as sisters. I found this poem and did not realize there was more to it than “sugar and spice.” " What are little girls made of? What are little girls made of? Sugar and spice and all that's nice, And that are little girls made of. What are young women made of? What are young women made of? Ribbons and laces, and sweet pretty faces, And that are young women made of." While ribbons and laces does not really describe my girls, sweet pretty faces definitely does. They are made of so much more than that, they are young women seeking and serving God.

This year is a big year for them, as well as our whole family. I remember being a young mom and praying for my kids. Praying for the spouses they will choose to be Godly and pure, for their walk with God to be close and personal and for their lives to be Holy and serving our Lord. It is the prayer I continue with today, for all of my kids. As they struggle through the many transitions of growing up, I am reaching the point where all I can do is pray. They have to make their own decisions and learn from their mistakes just like we did. How difficult it is to watch them spread their wings! Deuteronomy 32:11 says "He was like an eagle hovering over its nest, overshadowing its young, Then spreading its wings, lifting them into the air, teaching them to fly (the Message)" We have taught them, they now have to start flying... Proverbs 22:6 "Train a child in the way he should go, and when he is old he will not turn from it." I cling to that daily.