I am sitting in the auditorium while my girls wait for their turn to practice during the dress rehearsal for their winter dance recital. Their buns are in place, makeup carefully applied and they are sitting with their friends. I am thinking about Maddie’s first three years of dancing and how I wondered if she would ever learn to focus and sit still. Can you believe I was wondering this at three and four years old. Seriously, they are not developmentally capable of sitting still.
In the middle of surviving toddlers it is hard to appreciate where you are at in life. Especially when you are dealing with more sass than hugs. When you wake up and love your child beyond measure and swear under your breath at the same time. You wake up praying for a calm non-explosive day, because calm is better than a raging storm.
I remember freaking out about how their hair should be, what color tights go with which costume. Honestly, I still freak out about those things. I know these small things will allow them to be as calm and confident as they can be when they are on stage. What I want even more for them is to feel the confidence that comes with trying something hard and succeeding. I want them to develop confidence to keep trying. I ant them to continue building upon what they can do and see for themselves how far Christ in them can take them. I want them to learn Christ will help them run and not grow weary.
I sit here trying to hold back tears because my girls are soaring. They are learning how to keep their world organized, ask questions without fear and they are doing it with very little help from me. Oh how they went from needing me every second to grown young ladies. I sit on the sideline a little bit more every year, more so this year than the previous years. Their ability to handle life more on their own happened quickly, without asking me.
My sweet girls, may you always be confident to fly, knowing Christ will catch you each and every time. Fly knowing I will be right here to hold your hand, your heart and to lead you to Jesus when you doubt who you are and who’s you are. We love you sweet princesses. Keep flying, God’s got you.