My Daughter, My Personal Rainbow

My daughter, she is a rainbow to me. All grown-up and far from home, she manages to still shine bright with all the colors of life.

And when it seems like only gray abides, she shows up with her smile and brightens my heavy heart.

My daughter, she is a rainbow to me. Yellow and red, and violet and blue, green, indigo and even orange, my favorite. She has dug roots deep within her God, and her life bursts with fruits, exploding with bright colors, exploding with all love.

And when it seems like only gray abides, she shows up, clothed with color, and paints me all in yellow.

 My daughter, she is a rainbow to me. Her life is a constant reminder and declaration that God is ever faithful, that God knows what He’s doing, that God wants us to trust. Indeed, my daughter, she is a rainbow to all. 

And when it seems like only gray abides, she shows up, an explosion of life, and chases all lies away.

My daughter, she is a rainbow to me.  Never boring, no never, but filled with vibrancy, imagination and laughter, she lives, full of the moment. She lives, full of His life.

And when it seem like only gray abides, she forces life on me, I catch hers by osmosis.

My daughter, she is a rainbow to me. God’s tender love note to me, every day of my life.

Cultivating Thankfulness with Ann Voskamp

one thousand#460 A lamp fixed, after seven years

#459 Finding the perfect gift for my friend

#458 Lazy Sunday Afternoon

#457 A phone call from my Maelys, just because 

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35 comments

  1. Such heartfelt, precious words to your daughter. My mom had her “demons” which prevented her from being able to love me as her daughter, her only child. Everyone else she was so loving too, but somehow not the little girl who wanted her mommy to be so proud of her. Time marches on and I became a mommy to 3 precious gifts from the Lord. We did not have much money to spare as I was a stay at home mom, so one Easter I came up with this idea: I found beautiful pictures in a magazine, the sunset, the sunrise, a rainbow. One daughter was the fiery sunset, one daughter was the gentle sunrise, my son was the rainbow, a people person who loved making people smile. Everyone was his best friend. While I did not have the joy of knowing my mom loved me as you have expressed in such beautiful words, I had/have the joy of loving my own children, always. Blessings to you and your daughter as you go through life.

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  2. Yes, I can echo that my own daughter is a rainbow to me, too. Just spent the weekend with her for her 18th birthday. She brings so much color into my world! Can’t imagine not having her.

    Thanks for sharing about your own daughter, Barbara. Lovely post!

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  3. Wow, what an amazing story. My daughter is four right now and I cant bare the thought of her away from my sight. A Mothers Love…

    Your newest follower via Embrace the Joy, Much Ado Monday.

    Vickie
    Ohabbyday.blogspot.com

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  4. A beautiful post celebrating a Mother Daughter love like no other. Thank you for sharing at the Thursday Favorite Things hop xo P.S. the new giveaway started Friday 🙂

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  5. I have a lump in my throat after reading this sweet post about your daughter. A close relationship with your daughter is to be treasured. Thank you for sharing this over at WholeHearted Home.

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