When you buy your daughter a diary with a lock and key and tell her she can write anything she wants in it and she never has to share it, but she tells you she wants you to know where the key is because you’re her best friend.
And you cry like a lunatic because it’s one of the biggest answered prayers of your lifetime to have a daughter who speaks those words to you.
Oh man. I was afraaaaaaid to have a girl (still am sometimes). Even though my heart longed for it so badly. Secretly a daughter was something I wanted more than anything but I just had a fear and reluctance toward ever thinking I would could have such a gift. All I knew of mother-daughter relationships was PAIN. When I saw other mothers and daughters functioning in loving healthy ways, it stirred up feelings of jealousy and unworthiness and a bunch of other junk straight from the enemy (he loves to use our pain and our past to make us feel inferior, yeah?)
But God is faithful. He is the giver of all good things. He is the pain taker, chain breaker, way maker. And HE has the last word in our story. I have been given a daughter (and then ANOTHER, and then ANOTHER) and a chance to experience All Things New. I still struggle with that voice who brings the feelings of jealousy and unworthiness, but God is slowly but surely redeeming it all.
This cheap little key to that cheap little diary is one of the most valuable gifts I have ever been given.
Psalm 37:4 – “Take delight in the Lord and He will give you the desires of your heart.”
^ It’s a promise we can lean on. It was made by the promise keeper!