So…I met a little girl at church on Sunday named Gabby. She was four years old. She introduced me to her sister, Nya, who was two. We met in the restroom. Her mom was waiting on the handicapped stall so that the three of them could go together. Unfortunately, the mother’s bladder was impatient and she couldn’t wait. I told her I’d watch the girls while she went and umm…handled business.
Gabby engaged me in the story of her short life! She told me that she and Nya went to school and gave me the rundown of her daily activities and school and we had a WONDERFUL conversation. She continued to talk to me and tell me about her family, including introducing me to her mom and telling me about her dad and her baby sister Savannah. She was very excited. Listening to her, I could tell that she was very smart. I expressed that to her and how she spoke so well to be only four years old.
As we returned to the sanctuary her mom informed me that “she will tell you her life story if you let her”. The fact of the matter is that I was willing to let her! The mom’s face told me that she had tired of her daughter’s talking. She is a married mother of three beautiful girls. She told me that they named her Gabby and she certainly gabbed. I said to her mom …”oh that’s her money maker. Her blessing’s in her mouth.” Her mom gave me a side eyed glance that said, “I just wish she’d shut up.” I could understand her mom being tired. She has girls, 4, 2 and less than 1. I commend anyone with more than one child. God knows who to give them to!
Anyway, that scene got me to thinking about my own child and what her gifts and talents are. Gabby certainly has a gift for gab and I would not be surprised to see her with her own talk show or even a published best selling author before she turns 18! Anyway, I wondered if my attitude has somehow dampened any of my daughter’s gifts. Of course, it would be unintentional but I would hate to think that in my frustration or disappointment with my own situations, I have let that come across to my child as “I’m tired of you.” Now, I don’t know what Gabby’s life is like at home, but she was the happiest little girl and was unaware of what I saw on her mother’s face or perceived in her tone. As she gets older though, I wonder if it will still be there and if so, will she pick up on it? Again, I wonder about my own child. She has dreams that in my eyes seem all over the place. But at 11, that’s exactly how they should be! She is definitely an artist. She’s no Da Vinci, but she can draw. I know that when she draws a dog it’s actually a dog! Unlike my own drawings that look like well…garbage on a stick to put it mildly. ANYWAY….she’s artsy….she dances and has taken dance for 9 years. She likes music and she is certainly dramatic. I recently proposed that we move to a different city. She was “distraught” in that she’d miss her friends and it would be different and her life would be over. I mentioned that she might get a chance to go to a performing arts school. An hour later, she came back and was wondering when we’d move. The new school perked her interest and apparently was more important than some friendship’s allegiance. Gotta love a tween.
I want to do everything I can to encourage her. I don’t want her to look back on her childhood and think that something I did or said kept her from a dream. She wants to act and Lord knows that’d be great, but all the opportunities that present themselves cost an astronomical amount of money to just get the “this that and the other” needed to get seen by the right people. I know that if that is part of God’s plan for her, then an opportunity will present itself that will be within the means He set for us. When she wants to be athletic, I’ll do what I can to help. She’s in the band and chorus at school so those all have their expenses. I just want to encourage her to be all that she can be. I’ll do that to the best of my ability until she gets tired of me encouraging her and then I’ll keep on until I can’t do it any more.
So the next time you’re out and about and you see a wonderful little girl willing to tell your her life’s story, let her! She might be the next Oprah and need you on her show one day!
Until next time,