Just last night, as my girls and I were snuggled 3-in-a-row on the couch, I looked down and noticed for the first time ever (how is that possible??) my oldest's feet have grown STRIKINGLY long and skinny. They look like dancer's feet, but not--because they are long and smooth, and not bruised and gnarled like a dancer's. I commented to my daughter about her beautiful feet. After a bright-eyed grin, she quickly rattled off, "How beautiful are the feet of those who bring glad tidings of good things."
"Wait. What did you just say?"
"How beautiful are the feet of those who bring glad tidings of good things."
Wow. Blow. Me. Away. She just quoted Romans 10:15 (I had to look it up!), as a response to my compliment.
Oh, how true her words--God's words--are tonight.
That girl, my dancer-feet girl, brings glad tidings to her mama...of the good things she is growing into.
Oh, how I pray our sweet daughter continues to dance through this life with God's word in her heart, and on her lips.