Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Such As These

I used to journal. I've got a whole box filled with a couple decade's worth of random musings, crush reports, and prayers. Then almost three years ago my husband and I had our first child. A little girl. A delightful, passionate little girl. And I haven't picked up my journal since. Some over two years later our son was born. I was reading a book when my water broke. That was six months ago now, and I am yet to get back to that book. Life is rich and memorable and full. Between washing peas out of baby hair and reasoning with a two-year-old, it's hard to find much margin. Yet over the past couple days, God's been doing something in me. I can't get sentences out of my head. I edit my thoughts like I would a manuscript. Once again I ache to write ...

About a month ago I walked into the room to find Jalynn lightly touching Malakye's forehead as he sat in his baby chair. "Jesus bless you. Jesus protect you," she said. "Jesus loves you." She didn't see me there, and I didn't announce my presence. I just let the moment be. At two-years-old, Jalynn gets it. She understands how real Jesus is. She understands the power of blessing a little one in His name. She knows what it means to love and to be loved. And she doesn't know doubt or fear or cynicism, at least not the way I do.

Jesus said, "Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these." (Matt. 19:14) Oh, how I long to be "such as these."

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