Little Miss Who?

I've had a few people ask about the title of my blog recently. Most notably, one of the wonderful teachers I work with who never says anything other than exactly what she means, said "so what's Little Miss Magic all about?" Haha. For those of you who are not parrottheads, which I would assume is the majority, it is the title of a Jimmy Buffett song that is very special to me and my Dad. It is a song he wrote about his daughter Savannah when she was very little, wondering what she would be when she grew up. He talks about knowing that one day she'll learn to fly, which is something I learned to to from my Dad, so the song has a lot of meaning. We danced to it at my wedding. The funny part is, I'm 26 and am still deciding "what I'm gonna be." So my Dad is probably listening to that song and wondering the same things he did when I was 6!

The reassurance is, God has me on a fabulous journey, and I'm more concerned about who I'm becoming than what. It's not about me, it's about Him! And although I feel strong in a path to take as a career (more to come on that soon), its really not about that either. I will be happy and enjoy the work I do to help provide for my family and hopefully get to bless and help others through my career, but that's not going to define me. Praise Him for that freedom! I want to first, be my Father's daughter, totally sold out to living my life here for Him and His glory. Second, I want to be a good wife, third, a good mother (if that works out someday). Those are my "jobs". That is what I want to be known for.

Today, my fifth grade class had a project where they were passing around papers with their name on it, and each student had to write something positive about the other on that paper. One of the boys, who is going through a lot at home right now, seemed a little down when he got his paper back. He told me that most of the kids wrote that he was a good artist, which he is. He is known for his awesome drawings and sketches. But he wasn't satisfied or affirmed when that was the only thing the kids said about him. He even said, "I wish someone would've said I was nice or a good friend". Why do we put so much emphasis on achievements and accomplishments? Not that it's not great to achieve or accomplish something, but in their heart of hearts, no one wants to just be known for what they do. We want to be known, loved and appreciated for who we are. So, maybe the point isn't so much of "whatcha gonna be", but "who ya gonna be."