As she looked up at me with fearful eyes, lips trembling, I heard every voice that had been shouted to me as a child. "How could you...You should know better than that...How many times have you been told...What a bad thing to do..." It was just a matter of my picking out which old message I was going to use on her so that she would know what a bad girl she had been. But before I could let loose（釋放，屈服）, I looked down at the sweatshirt my wife had put on her only an hour before. In big letters it said, "I'M A PERFECT LITTLE ANGEL!" I looked back up into her tearful eyes and instead of seeing a bad girl who didn't listen, I saw a child of God...a perfect little angel full of worth, value and a wonderful spontaneity（自發性） that I had come dangerously close to shaming out of her.
當她用驚慌的眼神抬頭看著我時，她的嘴唇在顫抖，我聽見了那些應對小孩說的話“你怎么能……你應該知道……告訴你多少次了……你做了見多糟糕的事……”現在只需要選句常說的老話來警告她，以便讓她知道自己有多壞。但是在我說這些話之前，我低頭看見了妻子一個小時前讓她穿上的運動衫，上面用很大的字母寫著“我是個完美的小天使”，我回頭看見了她眼中的淚水，這次我看到的不是一個壞女孩，而是上帝的女兒……一個有價值，很自主的完美小天使，我險些讓她蒙羞而使她喪失這些品質。

"Sweetheart, you look beautiful! Let's take a picture so Mommy can see how special you look." I took the picture and thanked God that I didn't miss the opportunity to reaffirm what a perfect little angel he had given me.
“寶貝，你看起來漂亮極了，我們拍張照讓媽媽來看看你看起來有多特別”，我給她拍了照片，感謝上帝，我沒有錯失贊美小天使的機會,她是上帝賜予我的。

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