Thursday, September 18, 2014

You Look Like Your Daddy

From the very moment my little girl was placed in my arms, there was not one single doubt about who she looked like.  She is the spitting image of her daddy, a little “Mini He,” as I like to refer to the prettiest part of the dynamic duo.


And over the first few hours, days, and weeks that followed that moment, I realized it was more than just looks that the two of them shared.  During one of our nights in the hospital, I had been watching Bryleigh as she slept so peacefully in my arms, and was completely caught off guard when I looked over at her daddy laying in the hospital windowsill-turned-daybed sleeping in EXACTLY the same way. (I wasn’t quite used to all the similarities at this point!)



They look the same, they sleep the same, they even breathe the same.  Three weeks in to being home with Brad and Little Brad, I noticed something I hadn’t seen before.  Bryleigh was doing some tummy time on our chaise and I saw a mole on the outside bridge of her left foot.  Noting it was NOT de ja vu, I immediately knew I had seen this very same mole before, and it didn’t take too long to remember exactly where I had seen it…on the outside bridge of her daddy’s left foot!  They have the exact same mole on the exact same spot of their bodies. CRAZY.

Some people have apologized to me that she doesn’t look anything like me, others have laughed with me at just how much she favors her daddy, and the few that are bad at the whole “Who do you look like?” game have told me they’re just not really sure who she looks like. 

As Bryleigh continues to grow, she’s definitely starting to change.  One of my favorite changes is that her hair is getting lighter.  She was born with LOTS of dark hair, a head full of it!  But over the past eight months (8?!? How did that happen???), her hair has started to lighten up, and when the light hits it in certain ways, you can see the copper, auburn highlights that I’VE come to be known for.

I had a moment of pride recently when I was talking with Brad’s Grandma and she noticed this feature.  She said something along the lines of, “Well it looks like she’s getting her momma’s hair!”

So mark one up for the “Like Momma” traits.  And while you’re there, you can go ahead and check off the “sleep” category as well.  We are ALL thankful that she got her love for sleep from her momma.  That baby girl could sleep through the night at the early age of SEVEN weeks, and she‘s been known to choose naptime over mealtime!

I know that over time, her features will change and various parts of her will favor one of us over the other.  I also know that as her personality develops and other traits that aren’t necessarily physical come to light, she’ll take a little bit of each of us.

As people come up and talk to Bryleigh, it‘s very common for me to hear, “You sure do look like your daddy!”  Even perfect strangers have commented on how Miss B seems to favor one of us over the other.

As Christians, isn’t that what we want.  How incredible would it be for those we know, or even better, a perfect stranger to walk up to us and say, “That, whatever that was I just saw, I know I’ve seen that before.  YOU must be a child of God.”

Genesis 1:27 says, “So God created man in His own image, in the image of God He created him; male and female He created them.  Wow.  Did you catch that?  We were created in HIS image…that means we have His attributes within us.



Beloved, YOU were created, as a child of God, with all the loving, kindness, gentleness (and the list goes on and on) that make up our one perfect Savior.  We were created in HIS image, so we are created with those same qualities within us.

Not every sweet new babe is born into the world looking and acting just like one parent or another.  Sometimes it takes a little bit of time, and as they grow, those likenesses tend to come out more and more.  (And sometimes it’s even day-to-day.  One day, I might have humor that stems from my mom, and the next day it might come from my dad.)

I’ve got brown eyes like my daddy, and I’m left handed like my mommy.  Those are physical traits that could be seen from a very young age, but there are other traits that we couldn’t see until I was a little older.  I get my “math brain” from my algebra teaching father AND my 5th grade math teaching mother.  And as far as personality goes, there are plenty of things that I get from each of them to make the perfect blend of ME! (Although, I’m sure my brother would take credit from some of my “good stuff”!)

It works the same way with our Heavenly Father and being made in His image.  There are traits that can be seen very early on in our lives, but there are other things that tend to come out more over time, as we grow in our relationship with Him.  As our relationship matures with our Heavenly Father, so do those characteristics that look like Him.

I recently asked my friends the question, “What attribute of Christ’s do you want to embody?”

They each said different things, but it all stemmed from the same place, they want to LOVE like He loves.  Christ forgives us over and over, no matter how bad we’ve messed up, because of His love for us.  Through His love for us, He is faithful to us (which is related to the whole forgive and forgive again thing).  And His beautiful grace.  Oh His grace.  As a part of His love for us, He shows us grace in that He continually picks us back up and dusts us off each and every time we fall short.  And that's exactly how we are to love others as well, extending them the grace our Father gives us.

I want ALL of Him.  I want every good and perfect part of Him that He has to offer, but there are some pieces I’d prefer to have in IV form dripping right in to my blood stream, those areas that are SO hard for me to live out from day to day (and that love I was referring to up there ^...it definitely tops the list...as can be seen over the past 63 days of my prayer journal).  The patience with my husband or my child that doesn’t always come naturally.  The loving reaction to someone that has seriously hurt my feelings.  The humility needed when I feel I’ve done so much for someone, only to receive nothing in return.  (I could go on, but I think you get the picture.)  As one of the other ladies mentioned when I posed the question, she would like His peace.  An IV of His peace going straight to my heart?  Yeah, that would be wonderful.  (“I mean, was Jesus ever nervous? Nope!” – Michelle M.)

There are areas in my life that I prefer to refer to as “Work in Progress” areas, and it is these areas that I wish for audible, tangible proclamations from the Lord before I cross over the line…I’d be happy with a text message!  A nice little, “Hey Carrie…how about you take about 15 seconds to think over that response to your husband before you bark back that ‘command’ at him?”  Or a, “Um, Carrie.  Remember me?  The guy that died on the cross for every filthy sin you WOULD ever commit?  What’s wrong with forgiving your sister of that one little misstep?  Did you ever stop to think about what she might be going through that caused her to hurt your feelings in the first place?”

But as much as I would love an IV drip of His love or an instantaneous text message as I’m about to royally mess up, I have to remember that as a Child of God…I’ve already got it!!  Because I am His, I have His spirit (Galatians 5:22-23) and 1 Corinthians 2:16 even tells us that we have THE MIND of Christ!  As Beth Moore said, “Beloved, fathom the miracle of it.  We are finite beings of frail human flesh occupied by the Spirit of the supernatural, all-powerful, all-present, all-knowing Godhead.

When I feel bitter, I have His joy.  When hatefulness seems to just fly out of my mouth (or build up in my heart), I have His kindness.  When I feel like giving up, I have His strength.  I was made in the image of God, and I hope that as I continue to grow in my relationship with Him, people will come up to me and say, “You sure do look like your Daddy.”

Greater is the One living inside me than he who is living in the world.



How do you hope to look more like your Daddy today?

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