Today.
She is 18.
The age her brother never saw.
The age we were anticipating.
She, now older than him.
We knew this would happen.
He will remain. . . Young Forever.
She,will forge on ahead.
A life full of hopes and dreams.
She will cling to her rock.
Her Savior.
Trusting for each day.
At Summer Bible Camp she gave a testimony.
Brief.
Yet a reminder that Jesus reigns.
That her life belongs to another.
Her pain and sadness is known by a Holy and Loving God.
With God.
Truth.
I marvel at her strength.
Her perseverance.
Her willingness to share; God is in control.
Her desire to live intentionally.
No matter how hard the walk grows to be, One thing remains;
Isaiah 40:28
Do you not know? Have you not heard?
The LORD is the everlasting God,
the Creator of the ends of the earth.
He will not grow tired or weary,
and his understanding no one can fathom.
Today.
She is 18.
Today.
We choose to celebrate.
This picture is. . . and will remain one of my most favorites.
Happy Birthday Clarissa!
