My children don’t particularly look like siblings. While there might be a few resembling features, they don’t look like my husband or me either. Likewise, their personalities are varied and unique. Even though they’re being raised in the same household with the same parents, they’re each very different from the next.
As I’ve reflected on their differences lately, my thoughts have moved. They’ve moved from quizzical (Why are they so different?) to awe (How cool it is that they’re so unique!) I’m reminded that God knits us together in His perfection. Do I dare accept and embrace every quirk and perceived flaw? I’m not there with myself, yet, but I love seeing my kids as a whole package instead of a set strengths and weaknesses. I’m embracing them fully… and what a beautiful picture it is of how God loves us.
As I was reflecting, I recalled some treasured gifts that each of my kids had given me. Each was when they were three years old. Each was chosen by themselves alone, no adult nudging or intervention. And each seems to represent the giver. To an outsider, these gifts may appear to be insignificant trinkets. To me, they’re prized possessions – mainly because of the giver, but also because of what each gift represents.
My older daughter proudly presented me with the bear pictured, carefully wrapped and tucked under the tree. I see her qualities of compassion, caring, and sensitivity when I look at it.
My next daughter playfully gave me this girl while beaming with love. She, too, is whimsical with her style of clothing, silly faces, and antics around our home.
Finally, my son chose this watering can. While he’s the youngest, I see a sense of practicality and functionality represented in his choice. But also, I see refreshment and life that comes from water.
While these little figurines don’t fully summarize my children’s beings, I find it interesting that there are associations. I’m also intrigued by the fact that they each chose a figurine. From all the things they could have chosen – lotions ,books, stuffed animals, toys, snacks, clothes, and the list continues – they each selected a small figure. (I’ve yet to determine what that means, but will continue to ponder.)
In the meantime, I’m celebrating their uniqueness. I’m celebrating the whole package and envisioning their potential and possibility in Christ. May I continue to grow in God’s perspective of who they are as I trust Him with their lives.
Isn’t that the challenge for us all? I pray that today, you’ll celebrate the differences of others and find acceptance, even excitement, that we’re all fearfully and wonderfully made.