Friday, April 20, 2012

As a child. . .

It's a Sabbath afternoon, and the house is quiet--a first for many weeks. The breeze and fans are very appreciated in this part of the country right now. I'm counting it a blessing that we do have fans. . .

But wait. Did I say that the house is quiet? I should say all except the little eight-month old playing around on our floor.

I've spent a lot of time with her during the last few weeks. Watching her grow and seeing a smile of recognition on her face have been some of our greatest joys. But what I've seen is more than that.

Trust. Pure trust.

I never told her wouldn't drop her; we never said we'd feed her every day (that is multiples times a day). She simply knows one thing. . . .

We love her. 

And that is enough. It reminds me of how Jesus said that we must be like little children if we will enter the kingdom of heaven.

I thought I knew why. Now I know I have a lot more to learn. . . .

1 comment:

  1. This is such a sweet post Hannah! Thanks for sharing the darling picture!
    So my new blog starts today! Check it out :) I think you'd like it.

    Leah Nicolette