My oldest daughter and I have some pretty interesting conversations. Today we discussed the movie "Fireproof," about a young couple on the brink of divorce whose marriage is saved when the husband takes the Love Dare and loves his wife unconditionally for 40 days.
This conversation was especially interesting because somewhere in the middle, I suddenly stopped hearing the discussion and started noticing how mature my 29 year old sounds. Her insights and depth of understanding about life caused me to "hover" above the conversation for a few moments and just watch it unfold. I liked what I saw. I saw a young woman who is an independent thinker, a learner from her mistakes, a giver to others, a discerner of the thoughts and intents of the heart, a devoted mom and committed wife. I saw a flicker of the adult I had always hoped she would become - not because I "made" her into that adult, but because she is becoming that adult, through humility, perseverance, and applying God's Word to her circumstances.
Is she perfect? No. Neither am I. Is she "there" yet? No. Neither am I. But still, she is on her way and I couldn't be prouder.