This last weekend, Mademoiselle was baptized. Watching my daughter make the choice to be faithful despite her worries (she doesn't have tons of water confidence - she's not a swimmer yet) was beautiful. When she came out of the font, I wrapped her in a thick, warm towel as she cried into my shoulder. She told me how wonderful she felt. I believe her words were, "My body is cold, but my insides are warm, like I took a bath in love." I told her to remember those feelings forever, because that is the love Heavenly Father has for her. She shivered and we hugged, and tucked the memories into our minds to retreive later. I will remind her of that moment when she feels small and unimportant, or overwhelmed by life, or a little short on faith, and I pray that it will be enough. I pray that even though she may falter, like so many of us do, that she will not fall. That she will continue on this path of faithfulness despite the difficulties and distractions of life. That she will know of Heavenly Fathers love for her just as tangibly as she knows of our love for her.