Ten days ago she turned thirteen. We celebrated the gift of her with cake and song and laughter, but I never celebrated with words.
Emma Joy is a blessing to our family. A true second born, she is often striving to differentiate herself just a bit from everyone else. Her passions include soccer, the Kansas Jayhawks, Doctor Who, 80’s music, and baking. Her dry, witty sense of humor is often unexpected, coming from this seemingly quiet, reserved girl. She excels in the kitchen with anything involving the words “bake” and “dessert”, and she even volunteered to make her own birthday cake. (Which isn’t all that surprising, considering the Rainbow Cake fiasco. More on that another time, if you missed it on Facebook.) She rocked that cake and I decided I will never bake again.
This year brought Emma’s first opportunity to travel to Haiti and she worked hard and the Lord provided as she raised money (by baking) to pay her way. I was so encouraged as her Mama to watch the Lord bless her efforts and watch her rise to the challenge. And since then, her own outpouring of generosity has shown God’s work in her heart.
Emma is steady, but in a different way from her older sister. She is becoming very good at finding hidden things that need to be done. Trash taken out. Stray items picked up. A sister read to. She is reliable and another girl I can depend on to get things done. She is such a gift and continually becoming a true “joy” to me.
Happy thirteenth, Emma. Welcome to the teen years. May God richly bless you and may you continue to seek Him and follow hard after Him in all that you do.