My Miss K is gone now and I already miss her. Fourth grade begins this Thursday and more learning is on the horizon for our sweet girl. I spent so much time with her over the past two weeks my La Chaumière de Briarwood seems empty now that she's gone.
Last week while chatting with Miss K we talked about how much we both love music. To add some interest to our conversation I had her listen to some of my favorite singers and I listened to some of hers.
She LOVES Taylor Swift and that Justin boy like I love the likes of Dan Fogelberg...
After listening to a fairly sentimental song by Mr. Dan (Believe In Me) my favorite little girl in the whole wide world said this...
"I wish I could sing, Nana. I really WISH I could sing!!!!"
Knowing ahead of time that public singing is probably NOT going to be her strong point (at almost ten she's pretty much tone-deaf) I felt her disappointment at not doing well at something she loved. Inside my heart was breaking as I tried to encourage her in regards to her life gifts.
"We all can sing K and I hope you always will...even if it's for your own pleasure! SING SING SING! It's good for your soul!"
"I don't know WHAT my talents are yet!"
"I hope I have some!!!"
The longer we chatted the more I struggled to find the right words for my grand-girl...
"There are always going to be things we want to do, but simply aren't blessed to accomplish! I, for one, wanted to be a nurse as a little girl. I faint at the sight of blood so can you imagine a nurse who can't give shots?"
Although he never failed to encourage me my father always seemed slightly amused at the thought of ME, his wimpy little daughter, even considering a career in medicine...
"I'm not so good at sports like soccer and I was awful at ballet."
Miss K added.
"I draw pretty good...but MAYBE I'm just going to be a SMART GIRL! You know...since my daddy is good at math and computer stuff and all!"
"Maybe so!" I added while smiling big...
I encouraged my Miss K to try focusing on her strengths and reminded her we all have them. I promised her God loved her and He would reveal His wonderful gifts to her in His time I told her I believed in her and for the moment she seemed happy with that.
Later in the evening, long after she went to sleep, I searched out and found the perfect passage of scripture that returned my own heart to ease. The following morning I shared it with her...
"We ALL have different gifts, each of which came because of the grace God gave us."
For certain, not all of us can be singers, public speakers, writers, teachers, artists or actors. But failing to focus in on our strengths may keep us from finding the unique tasks God has called us to do.
Blessings as you spend the day in His presence.
Love to you...