Monday, May 16, 2011

Papa, Hold You?

Today I watched several episodes of Dinasour Train with my feverish two year old, who could not decide what he needed to make him feel better. One minute he wanted to play with his cars and trucks so I would set him by his toys, and then he wanted me to hold him. I would hold him and then he would want me to put him down. I would put him down and then he would want me to hold him again. Oh, the sweet delirium of a sick toddler. At the risk of taking every parenting happening and turning it into a sunday school lesson (which is easy to do, trust me) let me just say,

I do this with God ALL THE TIME. It is scary to trust God with everything. To let him hold me and just keep holding me. Even when I want to get down to see something closer or test out my legs. He must know I will turn right around and say, “Papa, hold you?” (this is James way of saying, pick me up!) And He always picks me back up again. But oh, for a heart that would not long to be set down, even for a minute.

There is nothing better than holding a child you love and having them lay on your shoulder, giving you all of their weight. Nothing better.

1 John 3:1 See what great love the Father has lavished on us, that we should be called children of God!


Becky Bartlett said...

Beautiful, Alli. I've had quite a few of these moments with my boys lately... will look at these moments with fresh eyes tomorrow!

the hannahs said...

I don't have children yet, but this image is still so encouraging and so wonderful. God is so good to us. Thank you for posting this.