Thursday, August 19, 2010

Paradoxes of a child

See this toddler princess?

My Irish Lass Granddaughter

Do you see the paradoxes?

The toddler pudgy arms, hands, and fingers;
the slightly chubby cheeks
still full of baby

the bright yellow finger nails
one of  the latest fads
juxtaposed against the tiny pretend bowl of fruit

the tousled hair swept up in a pony tail
loosely draping her face

ringlets bouncing off her back
announcing her energy
her playfulness
her little girlishness

the pearl earrings
peering out amongst
the wisps of Irish red hair
"I'm a big girl!"

the practical play shirt
a princess dress

the bright plaid bed skirt
this is a girl's room

though  you won't
see Disney motifs

maybe some flowers on a comforter
the colors themselves
 an oddity
in a home decorated in  primitive style

But then  this child
doesn't fit into any
precise niche

She is unique
 God's gift
unfolding gradually
spreading joy
as she grows
and changes
figures out
just who she is

While I and others
thank God
for giving us

"I will praise thee;
 for I am fearfully and wonderfully made:
 marvellous are thy works;
and that my soul knoweth right well."
Psalms 139:14

"Know ye that the Lord He is God:
it is He that hath made us,
and not we ourselves;
we are His people,
and the sheep of His pasture.
Enter into His gates with thanksgiving,
and into His courts with praise:
be thankful unto Him,
and bless His name.
Psalm 100: 1-4

                                           My contribution to imperfect prose on thursdays


  1. smiles. our children are such blessings...each a unique gem we have been given to hold for just a little while...smiles.

    my imperfect prose

  2. She is precious. Love those little fingers arching so delicately over her treasure.

  3. oh i like her yellow fingernails...such a cute little girl

  4. What a great post! She is absolutely adorable! I kind of want to squeeze her!

  5. i see my daughter in your words as well. a beautiful, precious, unique bundle that we are so thankful for, even on bad days.

  6. She is so beautiful! I love little red-haired girls. Your words are so lovely and reading this made me pause and study my own little girls.

  7. she is so beautiful, so adored, so oblivious to the camera in her child-state-of-mind... and parts of me just want to keep the baby, ward off the adult in the yellow nails and princess dress, to hold onto the moment but everything in these tiny ones begs to grow, to become, and so, we must let them, while marveling at the paradoxes... what a beautiful post. thank you so much for linking. xo

  8. as a red head myself , I am so smiling.

    you honour her well here.

  9. Hi There, Grandchildren are the BEST.... I have 5 and George has 2... The sad thing is that they grow up too fast... My oldest now is 16 --and the youngest is 12.... Yipes!!!!!!

    Your granddaughter is gorgeous... Love the poem you wrote. You should frame that for her..

    Have a great weekend.

  10. This is one of my favorites of your posts! She's precious . . . and your keen eye for detail shines!!


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