I learn so much from my children. It is as though God seems to whisper into my heart on a daily basis as I watch them interact with me, challenging me to interact with God my Father in the same way.
Yesterday we went to apply for the girls’ passports. After walking from one section to another, with the photo’s finally complete, we settled down to wait for the last part of the process.
Around us were screaming babies, energetic toddlers and whining teenagers. Adults were complaining to one another about the wait and shooting looks across the counter to the staff. The staff were complaining to one another and shooting looks across at all the people who were grumbling impatiently for the process to be over.
And then there was my two year old. After a long day she simply climbed up on my lap and wrapped herself in my jersey to escape the cool breeze from the air-conditioner. She laid her little head on my chest and fell fast asleep.
I sat there enjoying the extra cuddles that I don’t often get during the week when I am normally at work and she is at school. And then I looked around at the reaction everyone was having to waiting, and realized how we could all learn from my little girl.
I hope that this image will remain in my mind the next time I am waiting for a prayer request. The next time I am longing for the Lord to give me the desires of my heart and I am praying continuously, may I imagine myself climbing on my Father’s lap and falling asleep on his chest. May I trust Him so completely that in the waiting room of life, I may rest securely in Him.
Matthew 11 vs 28-30