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Within our family, there grows a little girl.

A mighty soul in a tiny package.

A fierce leader who can’t help but grit her teeth. A tiny trailblazer some might label as stubborn. Obstinate. Bossy. A breaks-the-mold kind of gal who climbs up the slide backward. Whose high-fives hit your hand like a professional’s fastball. Who dances with vigor to “Bad to the Bone“. Who persists in her requests until she is blue in the face (or lands herself in yet another timeout). A boundary-pusher. A petite pioneer.

Within our family, there grows a little girl.

A little girl with executive leadership skills.

A born kingpin. At seven years old. I have no doubt in my mind this little girl is destined to accomplish out-of-this-world feats. Hammer hanging out of her back pocket, ready to shatter the glass ceiling. Or, knowing her, her fancy heels will do just fine.

You see, at the same time, this little girl is extremely fragile. Not physically. Nope. She is of brute strength. Her frailness comes from deep within. From her need for guidance. And a lot of it. Because, without proper support, the risk of watching her fall into our “norms” that society has put into place for girls, will only escalate.

And in no way is she an ordinary girl.

Because, from the time she was created, she was never once meant to be ordinary. Instead, God molded this beautiful little fireball with a personality destined to change the world. Fierce. Stubborn. Persistent. Loud and heard, without ever having to open her mouth. Competitive to the next level. Strong.

Yet, in the same stroke of His hands, God also crafted this growing beauty into a soul who is destined to care for the world around her. Ultra-sensitive. A natural student. Empathetic. Artistic. Caring. Kind.

There is no one to compare her to. And there is definitely no playbook written for a child like her. She is writing her story as we go. A crazy, whirlwind mess of amazing and scary all wrapped into one grand adventure.

As she continues to grow, my mind only fast-forwards. Spinning through a movie-reel of what this girl will share with the world throughout her life. Combining the sweet and sassy in the most incredible of ways . . . 

Standing up for those too fearful to stand up for themselves.

Showing the boys (and men) that girls (and women) are powerful competitors.

Leading those around her in all that she does.

Owning her own business.

And giving back to her community, endlessly.

But, without the most precise counseling for this impressionable piece of clay, she will never break the mold. And that’s just not OK by me. So, day after day, I offer my prayers to God. Thanking Him for placing such a magnificent being into our lives and for blessing us with the job of directing her to an incredible destiny. And asking Him, each and every day, for His most precise wisdom and assistance.

Because this little girl is most definitely intended to become an extraordinary woman.

This post originally appeared on the author’s blog

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Liz Spenner

Liz is a former elementary teacher and now a stay-at-home mama to six little ones. She writes as an inspiration and encouragement to other women, and most especially mothers on her blog, www.gracefullywoven.net (where you can subscribe and receive her free Five-Day Mini-Motherhood Devotional!). Liz loves spending with her family, outside as often as possible, as well as sneaking a few moments to herself with a run, dark chocolate and writing, with her faith as her greatest motivation.

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