how can you not fall IN LOVE with that face?!??!!?
God has been doing so much in my heart through this baby. What an honor to be his auntie. So thankful that God uses the purity, innocence, dependence and curiosity of a child and his parents (and aunties) love to teach me about myself and how loved I am by my Father.
He brings so much joy to my heart. I miss him when He is sleeping, when I haven't been near him in just hours. I want to cry when his tear stained eyes are staring into mine while he has been crying for 45 minutes in the car and doesn't understand why we are making Him sit in a car seat that He is not use to. He feels trapped. But its out of love, safety, security, necessity.
I watch both of his parents, with so much love, try to "pin" him down to clean out his nose of all the sickness that is making him feel terrible. But all the while he is fighting it, and screaming. Yet, he does not realize yet that, once his nose is cleaned out, he feels so much better. And smiles again. I see with love how his parents let Him cry, push through his rebellion, for his own good, for his own health. Because THAT is the MOST LOVING thing to do.
I watch as he is starting to pull himself up on couches and tables, how proud He is of himself, and how his parents clap and smile in excitement for him.
I have heard my sister say over and over and over again, how perfect he is, how beautiful he is, how she is the luckiest to be his mother. She is willing to sacrifice sleep, her favorite foods, sanity, vanity, and her own body for this baby. I have heard my brother is law express his love towards His son, not just through words but so many actions. But most of all, i see it in their face. The way they look at their son, it can't be hidden. Its a light on a hill that can't go out. Sound familiar?
I see all of this and i keep hearing, "You are altogether beautiful, my darling; there is no flaw in you." The Lover of my soul has been speaking this verse over me every Thursday at soaking prayer since I moved to Gainesville. And their is a part of me that believes it, but really doesn't understand it.
It is crazy to me how much healing I have seen God bring through babies, but then i remember. Jesus came as a baby. God works in mysterious ways. Beautiful, beautiful ways.
'
God has been doing so much in my heart through this baby. What an honor to be his auntie. So thankful that God uses the purity, innocence, dependence and curiosity of a child and his parents (and aunties) love to teach me about myself and how loved I am by my Father.
He brings so much joy to my heart. I miss him when He is sleeping, when I haven't been near him in just hours. I want to cry when his tear stained eyes are staring into mine while he has been crying for 45 minutes in the car and doesn't understand why we are making Him sit in a car seat that He is not use to. He feels trapped. But its out of love, safety, security, necessity.
I watch both of his parents, with so much love, try to "pin" him down to clean out his nose of all the sickness that is making him feel terrible. But all the while he is fighting it, and screaming. Yet, he does not realize yet that, once his nose is cleaned out, he feels so much better. And smiles again. I see with love how his parents let Him cry, push through his rebellion, for his own good, for his own health. Because THAT is the MOST LOVING thing to do.
I watch as he is starting to pull himself up on couches and tables, how proud He is of himself, and how his parents clap and smile in excitement for him.
I have heard my sister say over and over and over again, how perfect he is, how beautiful he is, how she is the luckiest to be his mother. She is willing to sacrifice sleep, her favorite foods, sanity, vanity, and her own body for this baby. I have heard my brother is law express his love towards His son, not just through words but so many actions. But most of all, i see it in their face. The way they look at their son, it can't be hidden. Its a light on a hill that can't go out. Sound familiar?
I see all of this and i keep hearing, "You are altogether beautiful, my darling; there is no flaw in you." The Lover of my soul has been speaking this verse over me every Thursday at soaking prayer since I moved to Gainesville. And their is a part of me that believes it, but really doesn't understand it.
But God is so good. He has let me watch the reality of this, and this truth sinks into my heart. Yeah I am still a mess, I still have wounds, I still mess up. I still break my fathers heart. I still rebel, run, and question this "cleaning up" is most loving. But I am not an infant anymore. I know somewhere in this heart and mind and soul that, He is SO good. and He believes what He says and He means it. Oh and he loves me so much. Like soooooo much. So much that it makes my soul want to jump out of my skin and SCREAM!!!!! It's so unbelievable. But then again, I want to go wake up my nephew in the next room and snuggle him just to see that beautiful face, just to spend time with Him.
And my Abba feels even more about me. Can't wait for this to keep sinking in deep deep deep deep. It's wiping away shame, its casting out lies, its releasing ME, to be ME. The one who he created me to be. I am so loved. You are so loved.
It is crazy to me how much healing I have seen God bring through babies, but then i remember. Jesus came as a baby. God works in mysterious ways. Beautiful, beautiful ways.
No comments:
Post a Comment