Dear Lord Jesus,

First of all, I'd like to thank you. Simply because there were circumstances in my own family that could have forced me to turn out differently. That my mother, having already had two much older kids, was older than most moms, but that I still turned out OK.

Thank you, Lord, that I am able to bring thick books onto the bus and read them. It is through no merit of mine, or through any fault of hers, that I can read 700 pages with relative ease and she needs help reading 7, but through your amazing, undeserved grace.

I could have been content, Lord, just being normal. Being able to look at something, puzzle over it for a few hours and understand. But you, Lord, are a gracious God who rewards people who don't deserve it. You made me more than normal, you gave me a heart for learning and a mind able to keep up with that heart.

I thank you, Lord Jesus, that there are things that worry me, that confuse me, that even anger me. Things that make me wonder. Things like why some people are born a certain way.....and others are not. For it is these things that keep me from getting complacent and comfortable, and worst of all, smug. I thank you for giving me at least enough faith in you to realize that it's no ones' fault, and that you DO have a plan that will somehow make it all clear and perfect.

I pray, oh Lord, that one day, you will allow her to understand these things on her own, no matter how old she is, for then she will be able to comprehend the full beauty of things around her. That when she looks at a cascading waterfall, stars in the heavens or a rainbow as it cuts across the cornflower sky, what she really sees is you.

As you are teaching me to do now.

For it is you, Lord Jesus, that shines from within her eyes, from the eyes of the children you love and from whom you seek nothing but a miniscule portion of that love, in return.

Thank you, Lord Jesus, Amen.

Queen Sana at 8:18 PM