She has led me on a merry chase through the years, for my girl is full of spunk, mixed with stubbornness, with a side order of adventure. She was NEVER still, NEVER quiet and NEVER wrong, or so she thought. The toddler years were tough, often being a battle of wills. I've always said that God has great plans for my little girl.
She loves music, all things Oriental and is crazy about soccer. She would have a house full of animals if I would let her and she is constantly drawing or writing stories. She is for now, and I hope it stays that way, known as the "nice girl" or "every one's friend" at school. I can't be disappointed with that. She is not afraid to stand up for her opinions and beliefs, she roots for the underdog and doesn't have to always follow the crowd. She is a deep thinker, a dreamer and a compassionate old soul at times. Can you tell that I am just a little proud?
I know the years ahead will have a few rocky patches, for I've never met a teenager who didn't attempt to spread their wings and demand independence before parents are ready, but for now I am going to soak in the beautiful relationship we do have.
So, as I am typing this, I have a few tears. I can't believe how the years have flown by. I look at my daughter now and search for my baby girl, for she is now a young lady. Among the hormonal outbursts, acne and bad hair day meltdowns, is a butterfly emerging from the cocoon. I just know in my heart she is going to be beautiful woman...
Thank you, Lord for Kayla. She is definitely one of the most precious gifts I have ever been given.
A few years ago, I was at youth camp and the worship leader had written a beautiful song for his baby girl. I have always felt like he was writing the words of my heart.
Be A Father To Her
When I see the light in her baby blue eyes
every star up in the sky begins to fade
When I hear her giggle or smell her soft sweet hair
My whole world unravels everyday.
But how can I protect her in a world that's gone wild
I can't seem to find the strength when I look inside of me
Lord I must release her into your tender care.
Will you hold her in your arms
As you hear this humble prayer?
As you are a father to me, be a Father to her
As you are a Savior to me, be a Savior to her
Let your light shine down on her, like You are shining down on me
Will you be a father to her as you are to me.
I'd thought I'd seen beauty, till I saw her first smile
And it warmed my heart like nothing else
When I see her in the morning, right before she wakes
Something in my soul begins to melt.
I know I can't save her from this life full of pain
But I would gladly take her place and every tear I would erase
Lord, I know you love her with a love so divine
For you sent your son to die, so she could know your life
Be a Father to her...
- Joel Engle
Happy Birthday, Kayla! We love you very much!
HELP! Is she really 13?!!!
Pray for me...