i'm SO tired.
so so tired.
in every way.
but i HAVE to type this before i go to bed and pieces of it get lost in my brain.
i wish i had a cute picture to go with it. nope.
this afternoon, lincoln and i were sitting on his bed talking.
(after an "ordeal" - but it was over and we were moving on. we are both getting better at that!)
he was asking me about all my freckles.
and why they were there.
i told him, "that's how God made me." (i kept it simple. it's also because i LOVE to be in the sun ;-))
there was a couple seconds of silence.
then he put his hand on my leg and said, "i wish i was this color."
my heart stopped. my brain went into overdrive. i was tracking his thought process...God gave mom freckles. God made mom's skin that color. God made my skin another color.
we had the sweetest conversation...about how God make Lincoln's skin JUST like it is (and how mommy LOVES his skin and thinks it's so so beautiful!!!) and how God made mommy's skin just like it is. and bailey walked in and she joined in, "EVERY person's skin is different - just like them! no 2 people are the exact same. well, except the panter twins, but they have different names (ha!)"
lincoln did mention that levi's skin is "like his." there was definitely something deep there. he gets it. that he and levi have different color skin than the rest of us. it's not like i thought he didn't. i mean, the dude picks up on EVERYthing. i guess i just naively thought because we've never focused on it, that he wouldn't really think about it. he clearly does.
but, now we know and can reinforce what we started today.
7 comments:
This post brought me back to a conversation with my little sister and my mom. I was in high school and my sister was 2, we were in the car after picking her up from daycare. She said Her skin was not like mom's, it was black. My mom agreed that our skin was different, but that no body was just black or white. My mom talked about God making each of us some where between black and white, with each of us having our own color that God made just for us.
My sister is now 16, and that day opened the way to many honest loving conversations about skin and our world and God's love.
Thankful Lincoln has opened this topic with you, praying he sees how much you and God love him and his beautiful skin. Also how cool for Bailey to get involved (as the older sister myself, I know what a blessing conversations with my younger siblings have been and are).
Hugs,
Kristin
See what I mean about how blessed your kids are??? To have a mom who is so in tune and sensitive to their hearts, and adjusts her parenting to what their primary needs are.....blessed!
I appreciate the time you've taken to blog these moments with your kids. We are waiting to adopt from Ethiopia. I know that I have so much to learn. I'm learning from you. I greatly value having access to your blog. Thank you!
What a tender peek inside his heart!!! Praying that God willcontinue giving you moments like this with him....that you can reinforce your love for him and how much God's love for him is too!!
J and I are SO aware of their skin color. They point EVERYone who is also brown. They are the first to point out the people who are actually African. There is a beautiful woman at the food store and from Ghana, J always shouts. LOOK she is brown like me and she is from Africa.
J and I are SO aware of their skin color. They point EVERYone who is also brown. They are the first to point out the people who are actually African. There is a beautiful woman at the food store and from Ghana, J always shouts. LOOK she is brown like me and she is from Africa.
:-)
that, for Lincoln, sounded like a deep conversation! like a little window into his heart!!!!!!!!
VICTORY, if even a little one, VICTORY!
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