My baby sissy turned 15 today, so here is a letter to her from me, and here are the last two pics I took with her before I left! 😉
Kelly,
I remember the day Mom and Dad told me that I was going to be a big sister. I remember this so clearly because they told me that I was getting another little brother. I was so sad because I wanted a sister so badly. I wanted to do all of the sister things like braiding our hair, dressing up like princesses, playing with barbies, and going to dance classes together. I took action and did what any five year old girl would do: when I found out you were a boy, I prayed every night that God would change you into a girl… or in other words, “ God, please let his thing fall off, and give me a sister!” Well, the Lord answered my prayer and you were born, my very own baby sister. (Parker was not very thrilled that you were a girl…oops!) Little did I know that the sister I got was not exactly what I had imagined. You loved to do everything with Parker. You loved to play with trucks, and you liked to wrestle in the neighbor’s yard. You would have rather died fighting mom with a hairbrush than actually having to get your hair fixed, so most of the time you didn’t brush it. You were not the girly-girl sis I thought I was going to get.
However, you are 10 million times better.
You are strong- willed, and you are not afraid to stand up for what you believe in. You are quick to sharpen others when they need it in the most respectful way. You have a quality that attracts people. Your presence makes people want to be your friend. You don’t laugh hard at everything, but when you do, it is the most joyful thing to hear, and when others hear it they can’t help but laugh too! You have grown into such a beautiful person, and your soul is even more beautiful!
I remember this year on March 16thwe were at Blitz (a youth church camp). I was sitting about three rows in front of you, and it was such a powerful night. As the speaker was finishing up giving an incredibly moving talk he asked those middle schoolers who had said the prayer, and made Jesus their savior to stand up. I sat in my seat and watched as middle schoolers right and left began to pop up on to their feet. When I turned my head and saw you standing there with the biggest grin on your face, all I could do was shout, “THANK YOU JESUS!” It brought me to tears knowing that something I had prayed about for a long time had just happened right in front of me!
I am thankful for you, Kelly. You taught me an important lesson that night. You showed me how faithful our God really is. You showed me that he gives us what we ask for. You showed me that his promises are always YES & AMEN! That he gives us the desires of our heart. It taught me to be faithful and patient, and to trust that God knows what he is doing. He always says the right thing, at the right time, and in the right way. Thank you for being obedient to what our Father was trying to do, whether you knew you were or not (lol).
I pray that year 15 brings you more joy than ever before. That you continue to grow in your relationship with the Lord. That he gives you more boldness than ever before to stand up for what is right and true. I pray that he shows you more of the gifts he has given you. I pray that you feel the Father’s love so much that you would let it overflow out of you onto others. I pray that this year brings you all of the good things, but also stretches you out of your comfort zone. I pray for your protection and safety as you run this race called life, and that God gives you endurance through it all. I love you so much and wish I could hug you and sing Taylor Swift’s song “Fifteen” in my car together at the top of our lungs. Here’s to fifteen years with the best sister anyone could ask for!
SO MUCH LOVE I CAN HARDLY STAND IT,
KIMBO!
XOXOXOXOXOXO!!!!!!!!
p.s. learn how to drive, and be safe, also don’t wreck my car while I’m gone 🙂
