This is my daughter, W. She's two and her favorite sayings include 'I do it self!' And if she's mad at you 'You are stinky!' On a nicer note, she loves coloring and babies.
I love my daughter, but let's be honest, two does not bring out their best side. Have you ever looked at your child and thought 'You are not mine.' In the back of your mind you think someway, somehow a nurse mixed this baby up with my baby, who was quiet and calm. W was the only baby in the hospital when she was born, but every now and then I still wonder because she'll act so unlike me
This got me thinking, do you think God ever looks at us when we're having a major throw down and thinks 'You are not mine.' Maybe not in a disappointed and doesn't want to claim us way. However, I can picture God solem, grieving, wondering 'You are not mine. Why won't you come to me, why won't you love me, trust me, worship me...why won't you let me love you, heal you, show you the way. Why won't you let me help.'
And it all comes back to it...'I do it self!' And I laugh. I laugh because I feel like I deserve a pat on the back for raising a two year old, it's a tough age! Yet, God has His eyes set on us, his two year olds that just can't quiet figure out how to do it self, but darned if they won't hurt themselves trying. Maybe I need to take my own advise. I often catch myself telling W 'sometimes you just need to let mommy do it'. Sometimes we just need to let God do it.
So, today let God do it.
Let go and let God.
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