While it’s still dark and the snow is falling gently outside of our windows I tip toe into my parents room and climb onto their bed. I tickle my mom and dads backs until they wake up so I can present them with my very best work.
My drawings.
My name is Karen-Ann. I am five years old and I am a morning light.
What were you like as a little girl? Think of her on a typical morning. What did she like to do? Was she sweet? Joyful? Carefree? Playful? Creative? Energetic?
When did you stop being that little girl?
I stopped being “HER” in my 20’s. Actually, it probably started in junior high when the teacher told my parents I was “boy crazy.” It was true. I cared about what boys thought. I cared too much.
I let one boys voice be more important than my own. Louder than God’s...and my heart broke into a thousand little pieces.
Shame held my hand for a long time.
I knew The Lord had forgiven me, but it was when I decided to forgive myself, that out of the dark emerged that beautiful little girl. By the grace of God, He calls us back. Back to the place where we are most alive. Where we do our best work. Where we can let go of shame and take the hand of freedom.
The Lord speaks to His children in all different ways doesn’t He? On this day, about a year ago, He called me back with this vision: The little girl ran to me and hugged me and I dressed her in a white gown. I sent her back to all the people I had met over the course of my life. She had so many words to speak. So much joy to offer. After each person she met, she would come back to Jesus for His blessing. He would give her a lantern and she would go back and lay it at the persons feet. Sometimes he would give her 4 or 5 or 20 lanterns and she would surround the person with them. When she was finished she came back and sat on His lap. He gave her a drink of water and said: “ now will you do my work?” My answer, my voice as clear and confident as trumpets in heaven was “YES, Yes Lord!”
My name is Karen-Ann. I am forty years old and I am a morning light.
What about you sweet friend? Were you a little girl full of joy but something happened to you or you made some choices that would cloud that joy for a long long time.
Call that little girl out of hiding. She wants to reunite with you and speak. Let her go to Jesus so he can place in her hands the light of his love to share with the world. It’s not too late.
That little girl has pictures to draw, songs to sing, people to love and lanterns to share.
Maybe that little girl is YOU.
When we wake up from the dark, we let our light shine!
My name is __________I am ____ years old and I am a morning light.
