Sharky Shark spilling some good truth

It's been over a couple weeks since this event happened, but the more days pass, the more impactful it gets. Who would have thought that a 6-year-old performing as "The great white shark"🦈 in the famous first-grade Under the Sea at her school play would preach to me and a few other friends one of the many facts about our relationship between God and us? 

My daughter is a free-spirited little girl I am sure will do big things when she's older. For now, she's tackling every big, scary thing that comes her way. That is performed at her school auditorium in front of a big crowd; her role involved speaking, doing the welcoming, saying multiple lines, and interacting with other under-the-sea characters. Many practices and rehearsals at school, home, and even car rides, all to ensure the little ones memorized their parts.

All was going great until the day before the REAL DEAL; she said they performed for grades above her as part of practicing. That day when she arrived home, she didn't look like her norm. She was quiet and like something was bothering her. When I asked what was wrong, she burst into tears, saying that she heard the bigger girls make mean comments about her, how she spoke, moved, and such. She felt so bad that she knew she would fail the "real" play in front of everyone and was telling me: I don't want to get up there again tomorrow.

My mama bear heart wanted to rip some faces, yet Holy Spirit reminded me that I left the old Daniela under the water when I got baptized, so I needed to chill, pray, and trust that God would somehow rescue her. 

When my husband came home, I told him ALL ABOUT what happened. And I knew it would be difficult for him to attend her play the next day because of his work schedule, but I asked him to pray for her.

And morning came as always, and with much hesitation, my youngest went to school, reminding me not to miss her play around noon.

All morning I remained praying for her, hoping she would gain confidence and forget the negative words spoken over her. The clock was ticking, and to my surprise, my husband was able to join us at the play. My daughter knew there was a great possibility Daddy wouldn't be able to see her in action. So when we arrived early to find good seats, she saw us coming and gained some peace. The "Under the Sea" play began; everything was silenced; all you could hear was her little voice speaking. I kept giving her my biggest smile and thumbs up to encourage her throughout until the play was done. I went to her to take pictures and ask her how she felt. That is when the 6-year-old blew my mind. She told Mom I was feeling very nervous and afraid, but when I saw Dad sitting there, I felt calm, and when he saw me, I knew then I could do it. 

Friends, isn't the same for us grown-ups? We prepare to complete a task, start a project, or perform in the under-the-sea play- and receive unsolicited comments or even some criticism that sometimes leaves us questioning everything, even our identity. We can hide behind old bad habits, eat our fears away, and join the negative mind conversation.

Only when we shift our gaze on our Heavenly Father sitting on his throne, the reminder that he is still in control of everything, then we rest on His peace. When we fix our eyes on Jesus, our fears go away, but when we feel his eyes upon us gives us the same feeling as my youngest daughter told me: When dad saw me, I knew then I could do it‼️

And that is what I want to remind you today: God sees you no matter where you are, how far you have run away from him, or care to fix your eyes on Jesus. His eyes are on you! Would you turn yours to Him today? Just look at Jesus.👀 Nothing else matters. He is the author and perfector of our faith.

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