WHAT I'D LIKE TO BE WHEN I GROW UP

Technically, I am fairly grown up, but work with me please…

Picture me as an 8-year old with two (beautiful) pigtails skillfully woven in my natural hair like in the movies. Oh - let’s clarify that I am donning a little floral dress while running through a meadow. 😌 (You go girl! ☺️)

I am however plagued by the question ‘What would you like to be when you grow up?’ everywhere I turn. everyone around me would like to know. Honestly, I am as curious to know the response as they are.

I go over the motions trying to come up with a response, but I always come up painfully short. I should probably say doctor... pilot... (ummmm neurosurgeon?) like all the determined kids. I would like to be a model though. 😌

I have no idea what I want to be when I grow up.

Thankfully, I am visited by an older version of myself, so she gives me an idea of what I’d like to be.

She knows quite a bit more than I do. She tells me what she is learning over the years, and so will I. She teaches me to always aspire to be solely and completely who my Father called and knows me to be. She teaches me that I am His workmanship, created for good works which He fashioned beforehand.

I am relieved because someone did the work - so I don’t have to meticulously order my life. He has always known the plan, way before I was ‘intricately woven in my mother’s womb.’ 😌 My perfect planner carefully mapped out the details.

So… does the younger me still want to be a model? Probably… but Lord, "if your presence will not go with me", I would pretty much rather not take even one single step forward in my own strength.