On Ten Year Olds and Sand Pits {Bigger Picture Moment}

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I turned around the other day and noticed my daughter is ten. Ten!

When did this happen?

Of course I knew she was ten, but the reality hit me hard.

I’ve been feeling a great sense of urgency to pour into her. To give while I can.

Her childhood years will soon be gone.

I’m thankful she still likes to dig holes in the sand and listen to me read stories.

Oh, how I will miss this.

New seasons to embrace peek over the horizon. I face them with hope and uncertainty.

In the coming years she will move from child to friend. At least I hope so. {Please let it be so.}

The task of preparing her for life seems monumental. And it is. Really, it is.

I pray, God please help me stay focused on the task at hand. Keep me unwavering.

Let the unimportant fall away.

Give me eyes to see the way you see.

Let me approach this task like the digging of a hole, one small shovel at a time. Consistent action ending in the creation of something good.

Please let my action bring forth something good.


Do you ever feel this same sense of urgency? How do you keep yourself on track as a parent?

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  1. My own daughter is just three years away from a decade of life and I already ache to keep her still for just a minute so I can keep pouring into her what she needs at 6 1/2. I get a lump in my throat just thinking about how unsuccessful this attempt will be to hold onto her. Thank you for sharing today. 🙂

  2. I definitely feel the urgency, but…I don’t know… it glares so brightly that I sometimes find myself looking away and just cherishing the *now*. On purpose. I know you do that, too, and I hope it helps you (us both!) find clarity. But sometimes I worry that my looking away is going to make it harder to pour into her what she NEEDS. I don’t know. I’m rambling.

    All I really need to say, is that I loved the beauty of your hope in this post, and I love the way the sun shines on your sweet girl’s head. Thank you 🙂

    And now I need to go cry about time slipping through my hands like so much sand in a pit!