It’s Sunday morning, and I’m shaving for church. My daughter sits on the counter watching me. I show her the shaver and how it doesn’t cut skin, just the whiskers. She tries it herself. I enjoy this special moment as she watches me with such curious eyes. I smile.
Today she’s watching me shave.
Tomorrow she’ll be watching to see if I’m honest, a hypocrite, loving, sincere – safe.
Whether we both realize it or not, she’s always watching.