I sit and think of the times Jesus said, "Come!" to people. Then I am trying to remember all that was wrapped up in each invitation that is still being said to me today.
Every dream, pretend, and imaginative story! Every time she calls you her best friend and her prince. When she wants to 'help' you work in the garage or cry over nothing. These are invitations for which your actions cannot help but RSVP
If you continue declining the invitations they will grow less frequent and I fear you may not be invited to the real moments of her teenage years