An only child or a child full of joy 1.

For me, picking up my roots and moving somewhere else, is hard. 

Because that means, getting behind in school, moving from friends and maybe even moving away from family. And this time all of those reasons fit the bill. This time it meant three family members. My grandma, grandpa and my brother.

The first church we went to, seemed like all the people asked me;

"Are you a one and only child?"

And my answer would always be,"no I have an older brother."
"Where is he?" They would ask.
Then the thoughts began to stream through.
Why, on earth do people ask so many questions ? Why couldn't they see that I indeed had a sibling? 
Why couldn't I of had a younger sibling, also?
As I watched the little children playing with the little stuffed animals, I really began to wish for a little sibling. And then it all happened at once. Something tugged my skirt; I looked down, to a little beaming face looking  up at me. 
"What you name?"  
I finally managed to get my name out.
Umm, my name is Katherina. What's yours?"
He mumbled something that I couldn't quite catch.
"Pick me up." He held his little arms up to me. 
Here I was in the fellowship hall, wishing for a little sibling. And here was a little boy that satisfied that wish, just when I needed it.
I picked him up and lifted him as high as my arms would reach. 
"Whoa, I high. I taller then you!"
As I put him down, he looked up and said.
"You my friend!"
I was astonished of how a little child could bond so quickly, with me, 12 years older.
When we left, I began to think about my wish for a little sibling. God had indeed, heard my request.
I may not be able to have another real blood- kin sibling, but I can have as many siblings as I want, in Christ.
I can make this a pleasant move, if I ask Him...
It's our choice.

You can either choose to be a only, lonely, child.

 Or, you can choose to be a child, full of joy.
That's what I want... To be a child, full of joy.

Best friends :)

Daul & Hall children