Twenty Days of Comfort, Day 5: "Lindsay"

One of the marked differences to our home life once Jordan arrived from the NICU was how Lindsay constantly doted on him. She had just gone from her primary identity of "little sis" and now could play mother hen to someone younger than her, and she performed admirably. We lost track of the number of times she wanted to hold him, kiss him, and play with him. And I think Jordan probably noticed his sister's affection and giving heart.

Lindsay

Paper, markers, paint

Near the table I watch her

Making my treasure

This is how she finds her joy

Color bound to form, and then

Story leaps from the creation

She now places in my hand

Picture books she loves to show me

Moments we spend together

Jesus must think a lot of me

To give me such a sister

Kisses, smiles, hugs

She never does grow weary

My sister Lindsay

Such whirlwind moves of energy

I wish I could be like her

Kindness she rains down upon me

Lindsay, my loving sister