My daughter, my Clara, my sweet girl, You can wear Batman outfits. You can also wear sparkly shoes. You can play with trucks and dinosaurs. You can also play with tea sets and princess dresses. Yes, we will happily let you follow your brother on adventures, discovering trees, rocks, and mud, to return with dirty feet and scraped knees. We won't think much of it if you like bugs, or baseball, or the color blue. And likewise, we will be unconcerned if you prefer dolls, ballet, and all things pink and glittery. God made you a girl. A beautiful, strong, gentle, capable, precious little girl. Being a girl is a good thing. It is no better and no worse than being a boy. But it is different. And that is a good thing, too. A God-designed thing. All girls are not the same, and all boys are not the same. Yet your father and I are different; you and your brother are different. One thing we all have in common is this: God made us, just the way we are, intentio...
The ramblings of a woman, wife, mother, artist, and Christ follower.