My little camper. Her smile melts my heart. Her laugh is contagious. Her beauty comes from within. She is adorable. She is my little penguin. She was my little girl for a week. And I'm so thankful I got to spend another week with her. Every night before I went to bed, I tucked her in and then, thanked God for her. She is PRECIOUS. I love her more than I did a year ago when I first met her. She has grown so much. She has learned so much.
One thing I so admire about her is that she has a heart for people. Her concern for them is astonishing. There were several moments where all I could do was smile and be so proud of her. One moment that especially made me smile was when she was getting her medication from the nurses before breakfast. The second morning at camp, she was the first one to be there, and she got a prize for it. She was so excited. And honestly, so was I! (I also found pride in the fact that she was the first in our tent to go to sleep and be ready, too). She was a good little girl. Hahah. Anyway, the third morning came around. I was holding her hand and excitedly telling her that we might be the first ones again to the nurses, which means she'd get another prize! But then she said something that reminded me of the Jesus in her. She said to me with a smile, "If I'm the first one again, I'm going to give the next person the prize, so they can have a chance to win something." Um, wow. This little 8-year old was sacrificing something special for another. Although this is a stretch, she gave the next person in line something they technically didn't deserve. That's grace and genuine love right there for a girl her age. There were also other moments where I could see her love and genuine care for her fellow friends at camp. It was amazing to witness my little girl do that.
Would I, a 20-year old girl, give up something I rightfully deserved for another? I'm not sure. But I'd like to think I would. Anyhow, Briauna challenged me this past week. She reminded me the significance of love for people again in moments like this. She blessed me in every moment I got to spend with her. Even when she had her tantrums, she was a blessing to me. I smile just thinking about her. I love our conversations about God and our walks together. I love cutting up her food at meals. I love praying with and for her. I love when we match and wear purple together. I love when she would run up to me a give me a giant hug. I love holding her in my arms. I cherish each of those moments. I love her. She's precious to me. And she's even more precious to God. He knows and loves her more than anyone could. She's in His hand. She's His child. And she's my Briauna babe. :)
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