Like a little child

Like a little child, we can sometimes be so attention seeking. We fight for the fullest attention we can get from people. We demand for things to be done our way. We insist that we get what we want. Sounds pretty self-centred, don’t they? But, like little children, we can also be easily frightened when lightning strikes. We tremble at the first sound of roaring thunders. We cry when we fall. We feel as though it’s the end of the world when we come out last in a competition.

Like a little child, we’ll then run into the Father’s arms. We’ll crawl up into His lap and lay our head upon His chest. We’ll lie there long enough till we fall asleep. No need for words, no speech required; just letting Him hold us as close to Him as possible, close enough to hear His heartbeat, close enough to hear Him whisper assuring words. He’s always there to support us. His arms are forever held wide open to give us a warm hug of comfort, security and encouragement whenever we need them. That's just how amazing our heavenly Father is.

Like a little child, I hope that I'll always have that kind of feeling where there's an earnest longing for tomorrow's 'nap time' to come, for you know that that's going to be the best moment of the day. It is probably not just about finding rest, but also about listening closely to His heartbeat to know the plans and things He wants us to do for Him in life. Thus, I pray that I will never grow weary of going into a sweet, intimate and refreshing moment daily with the Father. May I never doubt the spring of life that continually gives me water to my soul.