Identity

When my girls were little, they all were given an assignment.  It was actually a life lesson that I wanted them to know in their deepest little parts of their tiny little bodies that would form their identity:  "You are God's Masterpiece." Ephesians 2:10

Because God is a creative designer, each of their personalities could be seen at young ages especially noticed while learning their life identity.  Addison, my dear first-born, driven little leader, would say - usually to a watchful audience -  "I a nasty piece" with all the confidence of a two-year old.  Parker, our precious middle child, carefree and whimsical, would say with a sly grin on her face "I a piece" usually with a fist raised to wrestle you lovingly to the ground.  Then ... Libby.  My youngest and most - passionate - of my offspring would not let the words fully trip out of my mouth when asking her what God said about her.  She would reply - passionately - "I know, I know Mom.  I'm a masterpiece."  She would then proceed to do whatever it was that occupied her at the time without flinching at my request.  She already knew her identity.