How is it that I’m flooded here with gifts from God, but I’m too proud to even wet my hair with them? Let alone jump in and enjoy them?
Maybe that’s one reason God gave me these two girlies that I never planned to get so quickly.
They don’t fight seeing, like I do sometimes.
They aren’t afraid of joy, because they’re unabashedly able to accept gifts like that.
Sometimes I take credit that I’ve taught them all they know.
But that’s not so. I realize that now, and I’m glad for it.