I feel her complete trust by the way she sleeps here on me. Her weight, though slight, completely rests here in my arms.
She is not worried.
She is not afraid.
She is not overwhelmed.
She’s secure. She’s peaceful. She’s trusting. She’s content. She’s safe.
As I sat here with her tonight, I couldn’t help but think of my relationship with God. He holds me; yet, I often still struggle to rest completely with Him. I tend to keep one eye open, always alert. I still toss and turn, worrying about this or that. Sometimes I push away, certain peace and rest will be found elsewhere—someplace where I think I know best, and I mistakenly believe I can work hard enough to control the outcomes.
But even though I toss and turn, even though I doubt, even though I pull away and wander, God is faithful. He remains steadfast, always present, always able. He continues to invite me to come and cast all my cares on Him. He continues to pursue my heart. He continues to remind me of His love for me, and He continues to invite me to lean fully on Him…to rest completely in Him.
My child is safe here in my arms. And friends, we are safe in the Fathers.
“My sheep listen to my voice; I know them, and they follow me. I give them eternal life, and they shall never perish; no one will snatch them out of my hand. My Father, who has given them to me, is greater than all; no one can snatch them out of my Father’s hand.” John 10:27-29
