I love this little girl.
Today, I feel especially grateful to call her mine. I do every day, but especially today.
I am so honored to be able to care for her, teach her, and to learn from her. Even though Lily isn't able to express herself through words; as her mother, I am blessed to be able to understand her needs.
Anyone that sees Lily and I together can see how her eyes follow me as I move about the room. They are the first to witness how her face lights up when I hold her and give her enough cuddles to last her until next Tuesday. There is no question that she knows that I am her mama.
Until I became Lily's mother, I was unable to comprehend this kind of immeasurable and perfect love. Today, for some reason, I am closer to understanding why I am this little girls mother. My love for her is immense and fierce. I am so grateful and humbled to call her mine. She is mine for eternity—I am so elated about that.
This little teacher has taught me how to love, how to be loved, how to be patient and how to accept the Lord's will. She has especially taught me the meaning of prayer, and so I pray and pray and pray for this little perfect soul—who is my child.
When I look at Lily, I think of the Savior's love for me, for us all, but especially for our little ones. I love how the scriptures demonstrate and offer us insight of our Savior's love for little children. I would have loved to have been present when He asked to have, "the children brought unto Him" so that He could bless them. What would it have been like for me to have had the opportunity to bring Lily forward to Him to be blessed? Perhaps to have been able to witness her being made whole by His hands? My faith keeps me hopeful that this is possible. Maybe not in this life, but it will happen. I am so grateful for this kind of knowledge.
I am so grateful to know that there is a Savior that is able to make "all things possible"... if I ask. I know that this life isn't always easy. None of us gets off with just a trial or two. It is HARD. Everyday, I have to work at trying to be more perfect, like Him (the eternal kind of perfection). I may never get there, but no one can fault me for trying. So, after all my prayers and after all my effort; I know that it is only after the "trial of my faith" that miracles can happen. I pray for that miracle every night and I'll never stop. I'll never give up hope. If it doesn't happen until the next life, I am okay with that too.
Right now. Today. I am so grateful for this little piece of sunshine that keeps me grounded and on my knees in humble prayer. I love praying for her. I love praying to understand her needs. I will never stop praying that one day she might even be able to walk and talk. Oh, I will never stop asking for that!
In spite of all my wonderful blessings that the world sees, I know it could all go by the wayside tomorrow. But this little girl? She is mine and Martin's forever. We are an eternal family and that is the greatest blessing of all.
Yes, in the world's eyes, Lily is not even close to perfect—but in my eyes, and in the Lord's eyes, she is. Right now that is enough for me, and I am forever grateful for this sweet child o' mine.
Oh, how I love this little girl.
