Sisters Two

” I feel like singing with Katie tonight” Annie sweetly muses aloud in the kitchen. Katie hears her and smiles. I smile too. She was whispering a sweet wish. She wants to sing with her sister. My mother’s heart swoons. Katie grabs her guitar and they head outside where the sun is setting behind this evening’s storm clouds. I chase the last of the light as I often do, gathering the day’s treasures to hold.

These sisters, now stunning women, how they bless me. So different and both so beautiful. This is how my heart prayed as I carried them in my womb, so they would not be so tempted to compare themselves to one another. I wanted them to both know their value, and to love each other as sisters should. I am so proud of them, how they honor one another, encourage one another. A gift to me from my father God.

I can see them from my place on the road now. They are coming together, a splash of color and laughter and songs. The pavement steams relief from the afternoon rain and I sit down to anchor the moment. I hold them there in my gaze, in my gratitude, and my heart swells. My girls.

They see me and begin their performance, singing a song that Katie wrote. Their voices mingle in sister-harmony and they dance. It is a good moment. I close the shutter and open my heart to receive the gift. I fill up my pockets with treasures.

Look! How they shine!

James 1:17 ~”Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows.”