I have a woman child. A tweenie. She is a child of God. She is maturing outwardly and inwardly. She is beautiful.
Friday night we went to “First Friday”, a monthly event in our downtown of Lancaster. The rain held off and our family enjoyed ourselves. We went to “Taste of the World” for dinner. Local women from far away places prepare their home country’s food for dinner. It is a way to earn a bit of money for them and to share their heritage with us local folks. She has a very well developed palate. Not only did she eat food from each woman she liked it all.
Love Princess took their pictures. One was young and exotic. One was a soft spoken mom of a dark curly haired toddler. The other was older and very traditional in her dress whose husband stood by her side. All wore head coverings. She asked for their names making note of them in the iphone. None of those pictures will be posted, anywhere. They wanted privacy.
That night in the quietness of our home she prayed for them; by name. For their salvation.
She is maturing.
And so, from the day we heard, we have not ceased to pray for you, asking that you may be filled with the knowledge of his will in all spiritual wisdom and understanding…Colossians 1:9