Not Equally, But Uniquely.
As most of you know, I have the great honor of raising identical, twin girls. Twins rock!!! Since birth, we have tried to celebrate and encourage their individuality–I can count on my hand the number of times they have dressed alike (which is the most adorable thing, ever). We try to be intentional with celebrating their uniqueness without boxing them in or labeling them. At the same time, we encourage and embrace the amazing gift they have been given–the two have shared the womb, have spent every day together, have walked through the same seasons together and one day, will be able to swap classes so they could both get straight A’s, haha. Kidding…sort of.
This is past week, BJ went on a work trip. Of course, life is a lot more fun and easier for me when he is home, but I can hold it down without him when I need to. One of the daily routines he does that I don’t normally do is tucking the kids in bed. They have played me one too many times, so daddy takes care of business! It’s also his time he gets with them, one on one, to whisper sweet nothings in their ear, pray over them and remind them they are safe, they are loved and they better not get out of bed one more time. (All my parents know what I’m talking about)
Well, since he’s been gone, I’ve been tucking them in. I have loved doing this. They have schooled me in daddy’s ways, letting me know what part comes next. Last night, after I had tucked Brooklyn in, I walked over to Kennedi’s bed and right before I began the bedtime routine with her, I had a BLOG moment.
She asked me, “What did you say to Brooklyn? Are you going to say the same thing to me?” When I told her no, I was going to tell her different things, her feeling were hurt. She continued by letting me know, she wanted me to say the same things to her.
The two of them did this the other day when we were celebrating each of them for doing some sort of cool trick. For one we whistled and hollered, and for the other we clapped and did a celebratory dance. They were equally upset that we didn’t do the exact same thing for the two of them.
WOW, how many times do I do this with Daddy Jesus? Too many, if I’m being completely transparent.
I want Him (Jesus) to love me equally when He loves me uniquely. I want the same blessings, the same story, the same results and answers to my prayers.
My heart really doesn’t want the same, but in the moment, the same feels better. For some crazy reason, it assures me that I’m valued and not forgotten.
I love my girls so much! I don’t love them the same, I love them uniquely. I have a different relationship with each of them, and then with me. We share different moments.
I have a unique relationship with Jesus and He with me. What He has planned for me is unique and not the same. But that shouldn’t make me insecure or doubt His work in my life, but instead, it should reassure me just how deep, how wide and how great His love for me actually is.
Do you ever experience insecurity or uncertainty, maybe even doubt in God’s love for you because He doesn’t work the same in your life as he does your friend, your family member or stranger you so admire? I would love to hear from you.
Know that, when He chooses to do something different in you, it doesn’t deny His love for you, but actually confirms it.
“And may you have the power to understand, as all God’s people should, how wide, how long, how high, and how deep his love is. May you experience the love of Christ, though it is too great to understand fully. Then you will be made complete with all the fullness of life and power that comes from God.” Ephesians 3:18,19
DARE: Embrace God’s unique love for you.