My Echo



Last week, I was asked to give a testimony during a service that we were in. This is something I have the opportunity to do every so often on deputation, and I enjoy it very much. I love to think that the Lord might use my testimony to be a help to someone else.

After the service, several of the ladies from the church came up to me to thank me for sharing my heart with them. When I looked down at the last lady who had come to talk to me, I realized that it was my own little lady, Linden. My sweet little six year old girl had come up to give me a hug and a picture she had drawn of me while I was speaking.    On the back of the picture she gave me, were these words, “You did great mom. I want to be just like you.”

Something really hit me that evening that I have known for a long time, but haven’t taken as seriously as I should;  that little girl is watching me.

There is a  poem that my kids have read in school called, “Our Little Echo”. One part of it says:

This little echo, soft and sweet,

Repeats what others say…

It makes us very careful 

not to utter a naughty word,

Lest in the echo’s lisping tones, 

It should again be heard…


Anyone who has been the parent of a toddler understands this. We have all had our children repeat something we’ve said and find that it doesn’t sound so great coming out of their innocent little mouths.

But my daughter is more than just my echo. She is more like my reflection. I see mirrored in her more than just words, but also attitudes, fears, and insecurities. If I complain about something, before I know it, she is complaining too. If I have a bad attitude in my heart about something, even when I think it is not visible, she has a bad attitude about it too. We live a busy life. I am often tired and rushed. I must not allow these things to become an excuse to show her unacceptable behavior.

Looking at the picture she drew of me that night made me think long and hard. Am I modeling someone to my daughter that I want her to be just like? I have dreams of the kind of woman I would like for her to grow up to be. I realize that we are all human, and I will make mistakes, but I do not want my daughter to grow up thinking it is okay to have bad attitudes toward her husband just because she is tired. I don’t want her to think that it is acceptable to be afraid of the future instead of trusting God. I don’t want her to obsess over her areas of weakness instead of allowing God to use her strengths.

My little Echo is watching me; trying to be just like me. I know that as we get to London the Lord will give me other girls and ladies who will also look to me to see how a godly woman will behave. My prayer is that God would help me to show them how to be the woman that He desires them to be, as He continues to transform me into the woman He wants me to be.

Who is watching you?


Trusting the Lord,



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