I always knew she had the ability to communicate. She has been doing it since she was a baby. She went from babble to big words by the age of three. Using words that most adults didn’t know and using them in the correct context. So a Communication Studies Degree seemed like the perfect fit in my mind. Until I found out it really had nothing at all to do with talking. What do I know? Obviously not a whole lot. Maybe I should have gone to college after all. 🙂
When Bekah walked out our door four years ago with a car loaded down with everything that belonged in our home and her bedroom, I thought my heart had left my chest, never to return. Thankfully, I was wrong. Yes, my heart broke, but it was also very full of pride and joy with anticipation of what the next four years would bring for my baby girl. With three others still at home I knew that as quickly as the years had flown by for her, they would do the same for the others.
So many thoughts swirling around in my head and aching heart. And now, here we are, four years later. I survived, she survived and the rest of the family survived. Now she is off to big adventures and a life filled with whatever God has planned for her.
We are so very proud of the beautiful, young woman she has become and so grateful to her Father for bringing her this far and that she is willing to follow Him no matter the cost.
“God always gives His best to those who leave the choice with Him.” -Jim Elliot