She's jolly (always has been). She dances through life, smelling (and picking) the roses. She's happy, lighthearted, quirky, shockingly smart, incredibly graceful, shy, kind, intensely tender, sometimes random, and in general she lives in a happy place. :)
As my heart multiplies, yet again, to absorb more children into my nest, it's important to me to reflect on the bountiful blessing of each one God has given me. I'm praising God as I turn my attention toward each of my children individually and thank Him for each of my treasured gifts.
I'm thanking God today for my Olia Lily, my La La Land, free spirited little girl. If only I could bottle some of her carefree spirit and just go to that blissful place more often! It's happy being Olia.
Almost every day of her childhood, my sweet, sensitive Olia has brought me a flower. When I think of Ols, I literally have a visual of her handing me a flower (in particular the one that just finally bloomed in the garden I worked to salvage.) Ha! The memories of her flower offerings will always remind me of how she was faithful to connect with her mommy. The wishing stars she blew and chased will remind me of her fluttering spirit, joyfully flitting through life.
Then, all of a sudden, out of nowhere, our flyaway girl will stop us in our tracks with some sort of geniusness. She has a masterful mind inside her split leaping personality and we love every second of it!
Oh, thank you Lord for Olia! My Ols. My Olsie. She is a joy of a daughter, a loyal best friend, a privilege to raise and rear and love. Thank you, God, for my Olia. Thank you for choosing me for her and her for me. Thank you for the plans you have laid for her future. I know she will nurture many with her caring heart as she loves others joyfully in your name.
"Make a joyful noise to the LORD, all the earth! Serve the LORD with gladness! Come into his presence with singing!"
Psalm 100:1-2
"Praise him with tambourine and dance." Psalm 150:4
"Consider the lilies, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin, yet I tell you, even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these."
Luke 12:27
