Finding My Little Girl

The dirt on my cheeks from playing outside

the fine stringy hair 
the girl that wore her clothes to bed the night before 
so she could just sleep in and run out the door to the bus stop 

That little girl who loved everyone. 
Whose best friend, at her grandmothers where she stayed often, 
was a different color than her.

She loved to eat cereal and watch cartoons. 

She loved to write, read and make terrible food in her easy bake oven. 

The little girl who went to new schools too often 
she sat nervously by herself at lunch on the first day feeling alone and odd

The little girl who didn't have a filter of what was right or wrong. 
She simply loved everyone and wanted them to be happy. 

I need to find her again 
because even though those who were supposed to love her 
didn't always know how to.

even though she was scared a lot of the time 
she was my little girl and she mattered. 

And your little girl - she matters too. 

That Little girl represents your freedom. 

Your freedom to love. 

Your freedom to create without fear of imperfectness. 

What little girl hold a crayon so tightly 
that she thinks she has to create a masterpiece at 5? 

No, she’s free.  She just loves to create, dream, play 

and YOU 

YOU just have to create from the Father's heart 

knowing you are loved knowing you are beautiful

and knowing you are free to just simply 

BE 

that little girl.

So find her again.

She's not lost

She's within

Let her free

And so will you be able to be

that little girl again

It's never pretty to be a little girl throwing a temper tantrum so we do need to mature but we need to hold on to the part of us that was free and unafraid.

What did you love to do when you were a kid?  Be out in nature? Play dress up?  Pretend you were a super hero?  Love on your babies?  Get back to the heart of your freedom and do those things again!