I really hope these 7 little kids aren't as stubborn as their Auntie Kels.

Before they hit 27, I hope they realize:

- that worrying about everything really IS fruitless

- that putting on a facade really ISN'T the reason they are/will be loved.

- that by constantly focusing on the future, they'll miss the present - and regret it.

- God has given them THEIR OWN RACE TO RUN. Comparing and even asking questions is pointless.

- that this Jesus, who came so long ago, is real. That it doesn't make sense, but He came. For them.

Merry Christmas, little ones.

Love,
your Auntie