Wow. Young Women are so dynamic! One day they're smiling and happy, then the next, they're shooting you daggers with their eyes. Then the next time you see them, they're smiling again. Ha! I guess I had forgotten what it's like to be a teenager.
It's with a bit of trepidation that I am endeavoring to open up to the girls a little. I'm going to take pictures of my life and let them get to know me a little, ending with a lesson on faith blended with the story of my illness. This is something very personal to me...y'all should know, since only my friends read my blog and I haven't even gone into an in-depth explanation here.
I have been slightly anxious about this for several weeks now, but I can't shake the feeling that I need to do it. I hope that the girls will see what a big step of faith this is for me--just to open up to them about something so personal. The scripture comes to mind about casting pearls before swine...and my girls are definitely NOT swine, but as teenagers, they don't always understand tender topics. I just hope I can convey how sacred some of these things that I plan to share with them are to me...and I hope that at least one of them will be touched--will somehow have their faith strengthened.
They strengthen my faith a little every time I talk with one of them--compared to what I remember about being a youth, they are so sweet (most of the time) and I yearn to strongly for them to make good decisions and have incredible lives. Now...to figure out how to get the message across in a way that they'll understand and maybe relate to...