A Child Not My Own

I wonder what Joseph felt as he watched Jesus grow and become less of his little boy and more of what God had called him to be.  Our daughter's life took an unexpected turn, and she hung up her basketball sneakers and found her love of music again. It was then it hit me. This child was ours only for a little while but was quickly becoming her own, the masterpiece God had made her to be. He has always put her in the right place at the right time and I can see His hand in everything she does.