I was privileged to
hold a cute baby of four months on a Sunday at church. Her name is Glory. She
is as unique as her name. She was sleeping at the time. Every time the preacher
raised his voice, she jolted in her sleep. She did that a couple of times. Her
mother was sitting next to me and noticed the jolts as well. I sensed that if I
brought her closer to me, she may stop. And she did. It took me some time to
figure out why she stopped reacting to the higher pitch. She felt my skin and
heartbeat. She felt safe. There is no need to feel fear when one is safe.
Reminds me of when
children run to their parents on a stormy night. They need to feel safe. They
want to feel safe. Life can be a very scary place and adults lost their sense
of security. Where does one go when they are too old to climb into their parent's
lap? When they have little ones who need them for security?
I am reminded of a
post I did several years ago about the kitten who taught me a lot. She clutched
my shirt as I was carrying her. Yes, cats experience fear.
Or have you seen
those videos online where the dog resists taking a bath or going to the vet?
Dogs experience fear as well.
Why is it little
children talk to strangers more easily than adults? Parents have to constantly
remind them to not speak to strangers. What is it about little children that
Jesus Christ said that unless we become like little children, we cannot enter
heaven? They trust easily. They believe easily. They love easily. They are new
at everything. They experience everything with enthusiasm. They are color
blind. They are religion blind. They are carefree. They experience the now
only. They do not think about yesterday. They do not worry about tomorrow. They
have no regrets. They are not jaded or bitter. Everyday is an adventure. They
live each day with zest. They are innocent.
Where have we gone
wrong? Let us settle our accounts before it is too late. Let us settle in the
arms of our Heavenly Father just as Glory settled in my arms. How? Talk with
him. He will take it from there.
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