cultivating their loves

I hope you always gasp when you listen to simple stories about foxes and forests, and when you see a stunning sunset.

I hope you always engage in imaginary play when we have a free Friday night at home.

I hope you always choose skillet cookie when dessert is up to you.

I hope you always have the most fun with friends when you’re building a machine together.

I hope you always grab a basketball and shoot hoops when you’re bored.

I hope you always choose to make things for others with the paper you find laying around.

I hope you always think through science and social studies… and everything else for that matter, from a Gospel lens.

I hope you always turn on music when you need to work faster.

I hope you always see screens as a tool and not a right.

I hope you always discipline yourself to excellent literature, rather than just literature.

I hope you always memorize Scripture without shame.

I hope you always stand back with your hands folded gazing in delight when you put pretty foraged flowers in a pretty thrifted vessel.

I hope you always beg to make scrambled eggs on Saturday mornings... by yourself.

I hope you always see virtue as “cool”… but no matter how you see it, to always choose to practice it.

I hope you always feel uncomfortable when the conversation is not appropriate.

I hope you always see modeled from me how to properly handle discomfort.

I hope you always think critically about the media around you.

I hope you always find deep satisfaction in a project - creation, or restoration.

I hope you always suggest waffles when I’m out of supper ideas.

I hope you always giggle when something is absurd.

I hope you always see potential in the things around you.

I hope you always see the wave and soar above it.

I know you will not always, because none of us do, always. But at the least I hope that together we’ve learned to know beauty, so that we can always discern both what is beautiful, and what is not. As your mama I know that I am a curator of your mind. And I know how easily it could be wasted because I was lazy, or unaware, or even just tired. As a mom, I pray for vigilance for me and discernment for you… from a God who is always good.