The time has come: she's of age to make the adult decision to have her ears pierced. She has awaited this day with equal parts anticipation and fear for the better part of her life. But she wasn't expecting the chemical reaction that takes place when anticipation and fear finally combine: hesitation.
I wasn't expecting it either, and I don't have a Plan B. Pierced ears has been slated as her thirteenth birthday present since she was about four years old and began asking for it.
She really wants those earrings, and now they're within her grasp, but she must travel a road of pain to get them. It's not the Garden of Gethsemane, mind you, but it is a childlike hint of His great struggle. In order to be adorned by trophies of his grace in the train of his robe, Jesus had to be willing to be pierced.
So, what will she decide? I can tell her the pain is minimal and a lifetime of earring–wearing is worth it; I know because I've already done it. She doesn't believe me because her fear of pain speaks louder than I, and it's hard to see past pain. She'll have to want the reward more than pain–free comfort, or trust me, or both. So here she stands on the precipice of adulthood and her first choice is between a reward gotten by a bit of pain or a painless nothing. What will she choose?
What do you choose? He's been there and knows it's worth it. He tells us to trust him, to choose the reward and not the fear. Choose wisely; there is no Plan B.
For I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory that is to be revealed to us. ~Romans 8:18