Like a Child

I love this image of my friend Kelly’s daughter, Emily Grace. She is caught up in the moment, enthralled with the idea of catching a glimmering bubble. Undaunted when they burst one by one, she just waits for the next one, believing and hoping.

I want to be like her.

This season with my daddy being ill has been grueling. I told Chris I felt as if a boulder were pinning me down. He motioned as if he were removing it from me into the air. I wish he could. He can’t. But God can if I will let him. It is a moment by moment choice, to trust. Not just to trust that God will answer my prayers the way that I want him to, but that he will be in control and that his purposes are good. God is in control.

In Ann Voskamp’s book, One Thousand Gifts she says ” The secret to a child’s language of laughter, their domain of delight, is perspective.”  Yes, perspective. Stooping lower to find joy, to humble myself before an all powerful God who loves me deeply. He loves us all deeply. That is why little Emily can lose herself in the pursuit of bubbles that seem to elude her. She has no worries. She knows she will be taken care of by parents that love her unconditionally. She doesn’t have to work to get that love. It is hers. She is safe, and she can rest.

Lord, let me be like Miss Emily Grace. Thank you for showing me that you are in control, and that I can rest.

Psalm 91:4~ ” He will cover you with his feathers, and under his wings you will find refuge; his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart.”