Mara: Mom, can you buy me some perfume?
Her: Because perfume makes boys come around you.
Me: (After choking on my coffee.) Do you want boys to come around you?
Her: Yes.
Me: Why?
Her: So I can get a boyfriend.
Me: (After being revived from cardiac arrest.) Why do you want a boyfriend?
Her: So we can fall in love, get married, and have kids. I want to manage my own family when I grow up. (She really used those words.)
Oh. Sweet. Mercy.
I do believe I have a tween on my hands. That makes my blood pressure go up, my palms sweaty, and my prayer life more active than ever before.
I want so desperately to teach her that beauty comes from inside, and that nothing is more beautiful than a girl running after God with everything she is. And the world will contradict both of those definitions of beauty.
Lord, help me protect, teach, love, discipline, and raise up these young women. I'm feeling overwhelmed right now and honestly down right scared. Lord, thank you for loving my girls more than I do. Please protect and raise up Godly husbands for each of them.
Mercy, I need some more coffee!