All the Magic in the World

I've written a post or two recently, but I'm being trigger-shy.  I'll keep working on them and maybe they'll appear later.  For now though, I have the following thoughts that I need to admit and get off of my shoulders!

Right now, Tallie is into magic.  Not the magic of magicians.  The magic of Cinderella's fairy god-mother, the magical power that is created by putting sounds and words together and projected from the tips of sparkly wands.  Tallie is also quite frustrated that though she has sounds and words to spare, she can't get any magic to emit from the end of any of her sparkly wands.  Being talkative by nature, Tallie has been expressing this frustration VERY loudly around the house.  She always acts shocked that nothing happens when she babbles a very magical-sounding phrase and flicks her wand toward some inanimate object (or the pink streak shooting around the room that we affectionately call Kaia).  As T has worked on this problem in her life, she has put together that while she seems to have no magical power, God has ALL the power.  Last week she decided that He needs to share it.  I kid you not, Tallie is convinced that God is hoarding all of the power in the world, and that He needs to share it.  Sooner rather than later would fit her very nicely, thank you.

So, Tallie has been trying to figure out how to get God to share His power with her, so that she can create magic.  She has been asking me how to get God to give her some power.  As she has been (verbally) working through this, I have been trying to explain to her how God's power works.  I explain that while she will NEVER have God's power for her own, He could choose to use his power through her.  She can't keep it, but she can be the conduit for God to show his power to others.  Tallie is not convinced that this is a good deal at all.  And while I am usually chuckling by the end of these conversations, Tallie remains frustrated and scowling at her wands.

Hey kiddo, I want all the power too.  You aren't alone in this.  I don't want to change your princess tent into a huge magical castle, but I would use the magic for other things.

I want a house whose front porch is on the edge of a cliff overlooking the Atlantic ocean, whose backyard has 100 yr old trees, a treehouse two stories tall, and lots of room for outside parties and soccer.

I want a good reason to wear Elie Saab every. single. day. and not have people question why.

I want to get accepted into UC Berkeley and study neurons and their interactions in a lab for the rest of my working days.

I want to be an author and an expert in my field, sought after for speaking engagements and TED Talks.

I want to be able to go on vacation with Darren and my girls anywhere we please, and dive into all kinds of different cultures, off the beaten paths.

I want a personal trainer, a mean one.

I want my pilot's license.

I want for my girls to get the best secondary education available.

So you see, my magically-impotent four year old, you aren't the only one who can get overwhelmed with the lack of magical power in your possession.  But it's a good thing to not have, and it's good to be reminded that we are indeed without any magical power at all.  It keeps us focused on He who DOES hold all of the power in the world, all of the magic in the world if you will.  We would believe that we did not need Him, if we had any power at all.  And we would be wrong.

Someday, sweetheart, you will understand the fortune of not possessing any power.  You will understand the foolishness of seeking after things, experiences, affluence.  You will understand the sweetness of needing to come to the cross, where all the power in the world, all the power in the universe, was on display for all to see.  All the Magic in the World and more will be yours to experience soon enough, when you are Home for good.