The morning of Celeste's preschool graduation, her teacher Mrs. Paula, handed the parents the following poem along with a package of Kleenex. Kleenex needed!!
The Little Child I'm Building
By Valerie Martin Bailey
Great rulers build vast kingdoms,
Those kingdoms rise and fall.
Famed engineers build bridges, and
Skyscrapers, soaring tall.
The celebrated of this world
Build reputations, grand,
While financiers build bank accounts
And power to command.
Egyptians built the pyramids
That stand until this day;
But even these amazing works
Will crumble in decay.
Day-dreamers build on fantasy
And hope their dreams come true.
The prejudiced build walls of hate -
Select who passes through.
But I am building one small child,
Whose worth can’t be appraised;
My heart is held in those small hands
So trustingly upraised.
A treasure God has given me -
So I must build with care,
For this is an eternal soul -
It’s precious, priceless…rare.
When kingdoms and great works of art
Have molded into dust;
When wealth and power dissipate
As all earth’s treasures must
The little child that I have built
Must stand before God’s throne,
So let my child be firmly built…
On Christ, the Cornerstone.
By Valerie Martin Bailey
Great rulers build vast kingdoms,
Those kingdoms rise and fall.
Famed engineers build bridges, and
Skyscrapers, soaring tall.
The celebrated of this world
Build reputations, grand,
While financiers build bank accounts
And power to command.
Egyptians built the pyramids
That stand until this day;
But even these amazing works
Will crumble in decay.
Day-dreamers build on fantasy
And hope their dreams come true.
The prejudiced build walls of hate -
Select who passes through.
But I am building one small child,
Whose worth can’t be appraised;
My heart is held in those small hands
So trustingly upraised.
A treasure God has given me -
So I must build with care,
For this is an eternal soul -
It’s precious, priceless…rare.
When kingdoms and great works of art
Have molded into dust;
When wealth and power dissipate
As all earth’s treasures must
The little child that I have built
Must stand before God’s throne,
So let my child be firmly built…
On Christ, the Cornerstone.
Here are some pictures of her special day!
Ready for her big day.
In cap waiting for processional to start....
Feeling proud and accomplished.
How much she has grown!
Awaiting the diploma.
Receiving diploma from Director Mrs. Debbie McNeeley.
Turning of the Tassel by her teacher Mrs. Paula.
Finishing off with a big hug from the teacher assisstant, Mrs. Shannon. That part made me cry!
Well, And the song they played while showing the baby photos. And the poem. And the big proud smile she had walking down the aisle. I was flashing forward to all the other events that I am anticipating Celeste doing and THAT was making me cry too...I was also doing this weird flashing forward to flashing back. I was thinking about how THIS moment would be one of the moments I would flash back to when she is walking down the graduation aisle from high school, college, and then the aisle for her wedding...sheesh, I could start crying all over again!! I sure do love her, and I am enjoying watching her grow. Trying to cherish each fleeting moment....
And I have tears just streaming down my face reading this post because it is just another reminder of how time flies by....and our babies grow up before we know it. I was watching E yesterday as she sat at a table with her little friends eating and it hit me how big she really is getting...ok, I am going to stop now and go get my kleenex!!
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