Yesterday I saw a young woman at church holding her baby. I'm not sure how old the child is, but I'm guessing he's a litle younger than my grandson and almost as cute. He smiled and waved at anybody and everybody who gave him any attention as he rested in Mommy's arms. At one point a friend of mine walked over to the woman and her child and waved and smiled. He waved and smiled back at her. She smiled even more and held out her hands offering to hold him. At which point he waved and leaned back into his mother, retreating into her safety as much as possible. He didn't get upset. He didn't stop smiling, but he made it clear he felt he was right where he belonged and had no desire to be elsewhere.
I want to be like that little one. I want to be able to offer greetings and smiles and happy interactions without fear, insecurity or judgement that brightens the day of those I come in contact with, and all the while I want to do it from the safety of my Daddy's arms. When someone invites me to step away from my Father, I want to react by retreating more closely into Him without ceasing to kindly and lovingly interact with the world. Today I want to be a toddler who won't leave Daddy's arms for anyone or anything. That's one way to come to Jesus as a child.
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