Welcome back for this week’s edition of my best moments. Have a wonderful weekend making memories and pursuing your own best moments!
I have never been what people would consider a “girly girl”. I grew up in the home of a woman who was the only girl with 4 brothers, and she grew up in a home with a mom who had 2 brothers. We like to dress “cute”, but girly is not how I would describe any of us. Then enters two little girls in my life. When we discovered we were pregnant with twin girls, I honestly said, “Do I look like I know what to do with pink and ribbons and how to throw tea parties?” Fortunately, I am learning. My little warrior princesses are teaching me – as I watch one embrace all things purple, while the other MUST.WEAR.PINK. Sparkles, and leopard print are appropriate everyday fashion. And I cannot tell you the number of meltdowns we have had over tutus (all skirts/dresses/ruffly tunics). One daughter didn’t speak to her father for a half a day because he put a dress on her sister and not her. Ignored him. For hours. Help us Father.
Anyway, this week’s best moment happened in response to a search for pink boots. For the last 2 weeks, Bella has requested boots (her sister already had a pair). Pink boots. Every trip to any store was met with, “Me boots here?” Wednesday, we found them. The perfect pair. Target to the rescue (and with 25% off!). Her response was the best. As I took them out of the box, I heard her whisper, “yes, Yes, YES!!!”
If you have read any of my posts the last two weeks (like this or this), you would know that I have been struggling a bit with the recent turn of events. At one point, I read a comment where a young person asked, “Does God hate black people?” I have to admit, I pondered that for a minute. If you look at history and some of the atrocities committed against people with brown skin, I could see why that would be asked. I also believe that question is short-sighted (too much to discuss here).
Nevertheless, leave it to children to remind you of basic truths. They were singing this around the house one day this week, and Reggie captured a bit of it right before bedtime.
Media has been overwhelmingly negative the last couple of weeks (well, actually, that’s pretty common). Racist attacks. Disgruntled voters. Anger. Fear. Ugliness. Hatred. I’ve had my share of discouraging conversations. However, I have also had conversations that do not make the news. These aren’t popular because they are not about drama, but about healing and uniting. I have talked with people who want to learn and understand. People who stand in solidarity and hope. Folks who say, “This is awful. We are walking with people in this.” Those who ask to be friends, ask the hard questions, receive gentle rebukes, respectfully disagree and listen to varying viewpoints, and pray – a lot. Those are people of peace. And peace isn’t newsworthy.