I've been thinking alot lately about my girls and teaching them.
I'm pretty sure if they were sent to any other parents, they would have been taught their letter, their numbers. They would have learned to walk and run, skip and jump. They would have more than likely learned right from wrong, probably about Christ even... maybe even Joseph Smith too.
But they weren't sent to just anyone. They were sent to me. For a reason. What is it that I SPECIFICALLY can teach them? What is the reason they are MY children?
I may not know now or ever why they are my girls, but I'm so grateful they are, and I hope and pray I live up to whatever reason they were sent to me.