I love seeing the light in my little girl’s eyes when I pick her up from school at the end of the day. Her eyes open wide, and she runs to me loudly saying, “Mommy!” for all to hear.

I pick her up and give her a big hug and kiss on her cheek. She smiles ear to ear and knows she is loved and adored.

She feels safe in my arms, and I pray that never changes.

I want to always be her biggest cheerleader and greatest fan–holding the streamers on the sidelines in shades of brilliant gold encouraging her to reach her dreams. 

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In a world that beats us down day by day, I pray she always comes to me with her worries and her fears. I want to be the welcome ear and gentle heart that she confides in.

I desire to be the safe place she chooses to share her dreams, ambitions, and serious thoughts. And, if she must cry, I want to offer that shoulder of comfort and care that is steady and strong.

I also pray I point her to the Light of Life. The One who will always be by her side and lift her spirit. 

I pray my little girl understands that nothing is too difficult for God.

He is the one who made the Heavens and the Earth. He knows every strand of hair on her head.

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When Mommy can’t figure something out, God will always make a way when there seems to be no way. He is our hiding place and bedrock that enables us to stand strong. I want her to stand firm all her days and look up always for heavenly help. 

One day, I know my little girl won’t run into my arms full force, but I pray she sprints into the arms of Jesus.

I pray she knows she will always be safe in His embrace. He is waiting to welcome her with a hug and a beautiful kiss of blessing.

I pray she sings in surrender and complete trust in the precepts of her Savior.

May I be a mother who loves fiercely and teaches her to put her full faith in the One who made the stars. That will be my greatest accomplishment in this lifetimeto point my children to their forever hiding place

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Kimberly Willingham Hubbard 

Kimberly Willingham Hubbard was born and raised in Fort Worth, Texas. She attended Baylor University and has worked for several media outlets. She is the author of the book, “Crowned in Promise: 100 Prayers for Your Children.” Kimberly, her husband, Taylor, and two children currently reside in Richmond, Virginia. She frequently blogs on her website: www.tradingpapercrowns.com.

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