{DIY February} Day 13

day 13.

I decided that I wanted to do something extra special for Lilly this Valentines day — we’re going to share a journal! — So, I wrote her first little letter to her & left it on her bed.

& Dustin and I used my {DIY February} idea from earlier and added some pictures to Lilly’s room!

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Lilly’s Letter – learning the truth.

“The best thing a girl can be is a good wife and mother. It is a girl’s highest calling. I hope I am ready.” 
— Nancy E. Turner

Last night Lilly (age 8) wrote me a letter, it was sweet & encouraging. But, what you couldn’t see from the picture is how the letter came to be. It came after her flippant statement about how I don’t care about her; that statement itself came out of nowhere. One second we’re sitting on the couch watching Lilo & Stitch while she’s working on her BrainQuest book (that she’s had for 6 months but just ‘discovered’ yesterday on her bookshelf) and the next second she’s heading up the stairs to grab something and says, “It’s not like you care about me anyway” and just continues on her way.

At first, I didn’t think much of it – her tone wasn’t rude & we weren’t “arguing” – but then, I realized that I can’t allow those statements to come into her mind & not do everything that I can to negate them. I need to correct them and fill her mind with something that is true.

In this situation, my solution was to have her write a letter to me sharing what she believes is actually true.

Dear, mommy. 2-10-14

I know you love me. Some times I don’t show it. But I love you and you love me. I am very very very sorry. 

PS. I love Juliette too

Love, Lilly.

I’m grateful that in Lillys heart of hearts she knows what is true; she knows that even if we don’t always “show” each other that we love one another — ultimately, that love is deeper than any bickering, or time-outs.

Some days, like today, when I can feel my heart whispering the same lies to God that Lilly has whispered to me, “well you don’t really care anyway…” about the laundry, the dishes, the sweeping, the exhaustion from being up for 4 hours in the middle of the night (for NO reason other than my eyes just wouldn’t close). I’m glad that I can write what is actually true. I’m glad that in my heart of hearts I know that ultimately, God cares about every single thing that I do & He sees the motive behind why I do what I do.

I praise you, Father, Lord of heaven and earth, because you have hidden these things from the wise and learned, and revealed them to little children. Yes, Father, for this was your good pleasure. [Matthew 11:25]

love.

PS: I found this blog timely & encouraging today! I hope that you will too!