My son puts me to shame some times.. he woke me up one night because he had a bad dream. Half-wake, I let him climb in bed to tell me about it and cuddle, and fell back asleep. He woke me up again a little while later saying, "Mommy, can we pray?" So I said, "Sure buddy, let's pray.." He held my hand and started to pray out loud himself, for Jesus to help him not have bad dreams. I gave him a kiss, and rubbed his forehead and he was out in seconds. He knew who to go to for peace. He knew who to run to in his darkest hour. Why is it, that it's so easy for a child to grasp and believe in that concept? Why do I struggle entrusting my life to the very same hands that made it?
I know in my own life, I have cried out to God till I've had no more tears to shed, no more words to say. I felt like God wasn't listening, like it was pointless to continue pouring myself out. What was I doing wrong? Why wasn't I seeing any results? I came to realize, it wasn't the actions I was taking that were wrong, but the actions I wasn't taking. The things I were holding onto were an excuse, security for me; a safety padding, acting like rubber would react to a lightening strike. I cried out for change, and change couldn't happen without burning away the dross surrounding me. The things God had for me, were being deflected by the insecurities and pride I hid behind. I needed to look past the emotional out pour, and to the studs (no, not my boys), the innermost parts of me that needed to be stripped away. Things I needed to just trust God to take care of and pray with expectation of some thing great!
I think we some times cry out because it's what we're taught to do, out of routine. Imagine the things that would happen if we could just completely let go, and have that child-like vulnerability and trust in Him? The faith and trust my son prays with, is something I strive for. The pure, simple, expecting spirit he exemplified really touched me. God used him to get to me, and I am so blessed to have such a wonderful God use such a beautiful blessing, as a vessel of His love to speak to me.
7 “But blessed is the one who trusts in the LORD,
whose confidence is in him.
8 They will be like a tree planted by the water
that sends out its roots by the stream.
It does not fear when heat comes;
its leaves are always green.
It has no worries in a year of drought
and never fails to bear fruit.”
-Jeremiah 17:7 & 8
