Oh dearest, most beautiful, Ruthie...
I can't believe you have been here only three months. It seems like I have known you my entire life and have been set apart for you (and your daddy) since the beginning of time.
Here are my prayers for you; prayers for your heart, your beauty, your way:
-that you continue to be pure joy. May you always just be smiling at people even when they aren't looking at you like you do now (melt).
-that you continue to love people the way you do. You met a 90+ year old woman named Helen in Freddies and we bought her coffee...then you talked to her and smiled at her like you had known her your entire life (you were only 2.5 months old). To be honest, I didn't even understand what she was saying but you did. Do you know how much that touched her heart??? She started crying hysterically when we left. May you continue to show God's love to everyone and make everyone feel beautiful. I truly think you made her feel like she was five again...I admire you.
-I don't care if you are brilliant, I just want you to be lovely and compassionate (you already are).
-I pray you come to know who God is at a very young age and then from there go out and share how beautiful He is and tell the story of forgiveness and hope.
-I pray you are the hands and feet of God's love for people and that you let everyone around you know that they are worth it and they are loved.
-I pray you change the world. Not for your sake, or my sake, or daddy's sake, but for His sake.
-I pray that you live big, not safe. That you know that faith is worth living out fully.
-I pray that you don't seek comfort but you seek the highest beauty you can know on God's green earth. Love does.
I just teared up talking to you here on the couch. Why? Because you come alive when people talk to you and you have a smile that lights up a room (and my heart).
You are God's promise of my beautiful life and all He has done. May you know love in a deeper way every day.
I pray I am the best momma to you.
I love you more than my heart knew was possible.
Love, your humble momma
PS: You rolled over yesterday from your back to your front. It was epic.