Childlike

I found this in My Notes on Facebook and thought I'd stick it in here just for the sake of having all blog-like things in one place.

I found a bundle of photos a while ago that were from a big poster my mom and sister made for my 21st birthday party. They were pictures of me when I was younger. I was flipping through them and realized how precious I was. So unbound, full of innocence, I saw no limits and had no reason to fear, think pessimistically, or view anyone with distrust. Then my thoughts shifted to my dad’s perspective, and how it must have been so heart breaking to watch his girl show signs of a bitter heart, lacking peace, starting to hate people. How devastating that this little thing of innocence should now be displaying something as filthy as hatred, communicated with white hot anger. How tragic it must have been, and must be for fathers, to watch their children depart from simple purity and instead choose a route so much less than what was in store for them (And God, the Ultimate Father, has so much in store for us). My heart began to groan at the tragedy of it all, transitioning from the perspective of my own dad to the Heart of God Himself. That he had to suffer the sorrow of witnessing the apple of His eye choosing to come out from under his wing into the wild and merciless world where one can do little but become damaged, confused and wan. I’m so grateful I’m under that wing again (and by no cause of my own but because God, with a patience that… ruins my rationale, wooed me back). But while I was sitting on the floor looking at these pictures, my emotions and mind began to swell with awe as He started to reveal his full intentions to me. His desire was not only to shield me once again under His wing, but that He is able and longing and is already, in fact, restoring me (and I believe the Church) back into that little girl in these photos. Healing is one thing, but making something childlike out of something that’s lived corruption? Now that’s miraculous. As if I’d never tasted anything but what is Godly, never taken my foot off His path… Unbound, full of innocence, no limits in sight, no reason to fear, and on the road to all that He has in store for me. “He brought me out into a spacious place; he rescued me because he delighted in me.”

With Him, miraculously, nothing is lost. Selah.