The Browning's

The opportunities are few but when they come, I take full advantage of them.  The moment I am talking about is when my youngest son, Jedidiah, fell asleep on my chest.  When he was an infant, his head frequented my shoulder as a cozy pillow but now that he is a busy two-year-old, these moments come far too seldom.  The days of him sitting still on his daddy’s lap while I kissed his forehead have been traded in for wrestling matches and tackle football games.  The only reason he slowed down this day to lie on my chest was a virus that had overtaken his usually exuberant body and left him looking for comfort.  It does bring me some delight knowing in his toughest moments he still desires to lay his head on my chest.

What is interesting is the correlation between this relationship with Jedidiah and my relationship with God.  Many times I am too busy to sit down and find quiet rest in my Father’s arms.  I am too busy with the meetings, the phone calls, or emails.  Sometimes I am just more excited about other things that are around me like the football game on TV, the movie that we have rented, or the desperate need for sleep.  All of these things catch my attention while my Father is patiently sitting on the coach waiting to enfold his strong arms around me and take away all my pain.  Yet on most days, I give him a quick hug and an insignificant peck on his cheek as I walk out of the door to tackle another day.

God, change my perspective for all the things take keep my attention and help me find the more critical moment of solace, time with You.

Will  <><