I love that you are able to find beauty in the mud, and diamonds (though unpolished) in the city trash cans. I love that you don’t waste your emotions, but you prune them and let them grow! I love that your words are like arrows, all gathered in the bull’s eye! I love that you help young birds learn how to fly! I love that you have the courage to pass thru the storms until you arrive at that miracle island called ‘Peace, be still’. I love that you have found the courage to speak, the strength to feel and the passion to sing! I declare that it is well with us!

God bless you with the blessings of Christ!

Love in Christ alone,

Your mum,

Malia!

“Here am I and the children whom the LORD has given me! We are for signs and wonders in Israel From the LORD of hosts, Who dwells in Mount Zion” (Is 8:18)