I don't wish for her to make the team one day. I don't long for her to be popular or win contests. She will accomplish much, but that is not what matters to me. Her life is more than being my daughter, and more than the achievements she will earn. I don't even hold a passion for her to make top grades or be aligned with the right schools. She's so smart at 20 months, but I'm not concerned with that either. While these things aren't bad by any means, they will come with seeking first His Kingdom and His plan.
No, I don't hope, wish, or even pray for these things, but for her to find her safety and security on the lap of her Heavenly Father.
I long with my whole heart for her to be so ridiculously passionate for her King that all her other passions are reflecting Him.
I yearn that she has a faith that shines and glows everywhere she goes so that others wonder why she is filled with such inexplicable joy.
When life pushes her around (because it will), I pray that she knows where to look and Who to reach to.
I pray she is surrounded with friends who push her to be full of the fervent faith that is disappearing from our world.
I don't want anything to matter to her as much as the things of Heaven.
I want her to reach the broken, love the outcasts, and set the alternative for what this world has to offer to those who need to see it.
God, touch this little one to follow in the passions of Your heart.
