More and more these days, I hear that Iris is starting to look like me. It's really amusing, because I only think she looks like Trevor; but mostly, I just know her as her own person now. Maybe it feels strange to say she's my "mini-me," like somehow it's oppressive or narcissistic.
But then, I suppose, it really makes sense. She is my child--she is of me. And so it's just kind of basic science that she has some pieces of me in her.
While I let my mind think on this for a time, I started noting the pieces I have in me--my mother's interests, my father's logic, and still a little bit of me that's just me. Some of my inherited traits are prominent just as they are; others need to be cultivated. Perhaps some elements don't even naturally belong to me, but a parental example has been set, and so I see things to strive for. But it is inevitable that these pieces of my parents, the result of my being of them, are part of my nature.
Just like Iris' nature includes bits of mine. And her sister--I can already see her personality showing, recognizing how she's different from Iris, how she might be like Trevor or myself.
I kept thinking though, because once I start, I obsess; and I realized that while I'm the biological child of two incredible human beings, I'm really the child of a heavenly King. Based on the case above, it stands to reason that there are pieces of Him in me too.
This is astonishing. We are always striving to be like our Heavenly Father, to be better. We're working on those things in us that should change, enhancing those traits that can be nurtured into goodness. I'm doing this the same way that I'm striving to be the mother to my girls that my mom was to me or by trying to be as smart and successful as my father is. But in all actuality, by the very act of being we are like our Father simply because we are his children. I have pieces of God in me.
And so do you.
So if that doesn't just make you want to go out and live today, I don't know what will.