This year Vera was chosen to sing Happy Birthday Jesus at our church's Christmas Eve service. I was so proud and nervous for her. She refused to practice at home, which only added to my anxiety. I would have never had the courage to sing in front of people, and it just blows my mind that she is confident and poised enough to do so. All she requested from me in all of this was that I let her pick her own dress this year. After her wardrobe was decided on, there was nothing left to do but trust that Vera was ready. And then it was finally the big day and off we went on Christmas Eve to hear Vera sing her heart out to Jesus.
She did amazing! I teared up, not because she was adorable or perfect, which I think she was, but because she sang from her heart to Jesus. Nothing could be more important. I pray that the girls will always know Jesus as their Savior and friend, and that Hope was born at Christmas. And that that Hope, Jesus, will be with her till the end. Merry Christmas!








