Sounds odd, doesn’t it?

But it’s true.

Jesus only wants ONE thing. And it happens to be a messy-haired, too-skinny 12 inch tall doll.

Click over to (in)courage to read my post for them this month.

All Jesus Wants is a Barbie

After the gifts had been opened on Christmas afternoon last year and my girls waded through the torn paper and ribbons, my uncle pulled me aside and asked me a question.

“Did we get her the right thing?” he wondered about the Barbie surfing set my three-year-old had unwrapped.

Barbie hasn’t changed:  with to-her-neck tanned thighs and long blonde hair. These are the same dolls that I’d avoided buying my daughters for fear of a warped sense of self and an expectation of a 20 inch waist with a 40 inch bust when they develop someday.  However, for the past couple years, Barbies have been showing up in my house as gifts for birthdays and Christmases and lately my three-year-old has one tucked under her little arm wherever she goes.

We have Barbies in the car. Barbies in the back yard playhouse. Barbies under my bed and Barbies in the shower…

From me? It’s simple. He wants my heart. Today. This minute.

What does He want from you today?