at first it looked like trash

One of the most maddening, you-are-going-to-put-me-in-the-funny-farm things to me is picking up the jillions of scrap pieces of paper that my kids leave around the house. They have either been scribbled on, or cut, or are an example of origami gone bad. Kyle sleeps with his pieces of paper. Lindsey leaves them all over her desk, and the floor, and her drawers...you get the idea. Most of the time I don't even look to see what was written on them, but for some reason early last week, one of her pieces of paper caught my attention and this is what I found lying on her desk:


I immediately began to well up in tears as her little scribbles were so poetic and heartfelt for someone so young. Look at her use of the word "son." I asked her what it was, and she told me it was a song she was writing. She said "I want to be a Christian singer and that is my first song." Stunned is the only way I can describe how I felt. She is seven years old with a heart for the Lord who already understands what it means to worship. If you have read my blog for any length of time, you know this child gets it. She just gets it. I can barely type this without tears streaming down my face grateful that our Heavenly Father has touched this child's heart so early in her life. There is nothing else for me to say other than be careful what you throw away. What you think might be trash, just might be the beginning of a masterpiece.