The Easiest Kid

How strange and unexpected that I would call Caroline my easiest kid.  You would think that with all her disorder has put her and everyone else through, that I would be saying the opposite.  But this is God's hand at work in our lives.  He turns ashes into beauty.  Having been separated from us so many times, once for five months, due to both short and long term hospitalizations, she developed a faith in God that is greater than her sisters' and a respect for us that shines.  In spite of her irritability, which is a daily struggle, she is quick to say sorry and please forgive me and to tell her dad and I what great parents we are.   I know she honors us.  Her sisters, whom we love deeply, do not often show the depth of kindness toward us that she exhibits.  Pain and sorrow have done their work in her heart, and the fruit is love.  Would I wish for other kids to go through what she has to get to this place?  No, but the blessings of God have come to us through hardship.  I am thankful for His sovereign grace.  He has done a marvelous thing.