Yesterday I had a few extra minutes (yeah, shocking I know) and realized that somehow it had snuck up on me that my lil Ronin man is now three months old. It’s a bit ironic because with the first child I was organized and actually seemed to “count the days” towards milestones with anticipation. With the 4th child instead I count backwards, hoping it’s not too late to record the memory or photograph.
Because we were only a few days “late” I decided to do a mini photo session to record the three month milemark. As I took pictures of the little guy, bending and posing his chubby little arms and legs–I just fell in love with him all over again. So much of our time together is spent feeding, changing diapers, strapping into carseats, or being bombared with the other three kids that I rarely have time to just observe him. As I watched his little eyes twinkle as he heard my voice my heart literally melted. His eyebrows would raise as I’d give him a high pithched “I loooooooooooove you!” Occasionally he’d give me a sly grin, a sweet smile that communicates more affection then words ever could.
I don’t know about you, but there are times in my life where I wonder if I am a burden to God. Sometimes I feel like I petition Him with a wish list more then praising Him for just who He is. Other times I feel I am constantly needing saving, rescue, mercy, and forgiveness. I am often (always actually) needy and am readily uncapable of survivng day to day life on my own! The truth is—I am His child and God absolutely is thrilled to care, provide, support, rescue, and lead me.
Yesterday evening I was reading my bible and came across Psalms 18: 19 (NIV)
He brought me out into a spacious place;
he rescued me because he delighted in me.
Or as the Message version says in Psalms 18:19
He stood me up on a wide-open field;
I stood there saved—surprised to be loved!
I was fortunate to grow up in church. In fact, some of my earliest memories are of vacation bible school, sunday schools, and singing “Jesus Loves Me.” But even with this knowledge drilled into my head at such an early age, I still have trouble understanding how much my heavenly Father loves me. Last night, I got the image of God being a loving daddy and literally just smiling enthralled in delight over me.
In fact to get a better picture I looked up other synonyms for delight and came up with this list: adoration, fondness, marveling, wonderment, praising, pleasure, and the list goes on! To think that the creator of the heavens delights over me is almost unfathomable. I mean, literally just stop and take a minute and try to imagine the notion that the God who made each and every star, who the wind and rain must yield to, who spoke all that we see into existence– He is really THAT crazy over me and you. Absolutely mind blowing!
Next time I feel alone, unlovable or uncared for I hope I can remember that the love I have for my own kids is only a small fraction of the way my Father God feels about me.