In Case You Were Wondering

In case you were wondering, she decided to stay. I'm really quite relieved. She's such a delightful creature.



No, really.



This morning, as Miss Kate and I snuggled in front of the fire after her bath and read Winnie the Pooh, I thanked God for my wild pixie. I know that the spark in her that wants to fight and scream and wail is the same spark that can be channeled and used by her Creator for greatness.



The one who fights can learn to stand firm: "If you do not stand firm in your faith, you will not stand at all." (Isaiah 7:9) The one who screams can learn to boldly proclaim: "I am not ashamed of the gospel, because it is the power of God for the salvation of everyone who believes." (Romans 1:16) And the one who wails can learn to have compassion: "Rejoice with those who rejoice; mourn with those who mourn." (Romans 12:12)

I am convinced that this must be so. For doesn't God delight in making His strength known in our weaknesses?



Near the warmth of the fire, we read about Christopher Robin and Pooh and the blue balloon and the wrong sort of bees. She's the fourth one to hear me read this story. They've all loved it. But she's the first one to laugh out loud.

Christopher Robin sauntered toward the tree under his umbrella with a "Tut, tut. It's looks like rain!" My pixie nearly burst at the seams.

So did I.