Dear Little Me,
I love this picture of you, of me.
Look at you, little you. There’s something you need to see.
See the care in your face.
See your smile.
See your love, your patience.
See your arm resting gently on her shoulder.
See your concern for her. Not anyone around.
See the way you’re looking deeper, peering longer into the face of that sleeping beauty, wondering if you should wake. Or wait.
See the way she’s trusting.
She her arm’s resting.
See the way you’re in this together.
See the quiet. See the space. See patience in the knowing, patience in the waiting.
See you. Holding that book close, tight.
You. You’re wise. Keep holding your dearest things close, but your dearest even closer.
Keep looking, little you. Keep loving. Keep wondering how you’ll wake her.
And keep your smile. Because it won’t always be this easy.
But this. This. Is really all God’s called you to.
The simplicity of this.
To be present.
To wait. Patiently.
To know. When the time’s right to wake, to give voice to those slumbering beauties.
To hold your dearest near.
Stay this way always.
*This series is inspired in part by a blog post I wrote in January 2014 titled “Go. Like It Matters. Go. Like It’s Your Life.” And in part by Bonnie Gray’s new book, Finding Spiritual Whitespace. For more information about WHY I’m writing this series, click here to read my blog post titled “Restoring the Little Girl Voice (Part 1).”