Always the “girl with the curl” proverbially, thought not literally, Jireh gives me a run for my money. Smart as a whip with the ego to go along with it. She’s so much like both her parents, which delights and frustrates them simultaneously.
At eleven, she is so mature in her understanding of things, philosophical in her musings and conclusions, and interested in saints, stories, and songs.
I pray I can keep her heart close to mine during these important years. We had a nice heart to heart chat over our coffee on her birthday morning. I hope there are many more of these to come.
We love you so much, Jireh. God bless you always.