Most days I still can’t get enough of staring at that adorable little face. When he was a newborn, watching him sleep was one of my favorite past-times. (And truthfully, I still sneak into his room at night and watch him sleep.) But at 15 months old, he’s in a really fun stage of life where he’s busy, exploring his environment, curious about everything, testing his boundaries, establishing his independence!
The other day, he discovered the fun game of “I-know-I-shouldn’t-have-this, so-I’m-going-to-stand-just-out-of-your-reach…and-laugh!” As I stood there looking at him, and battling my internal urges of laughing at his cute little game and feeling a bit frustrated that he isn’t being obedient, the question came to mind, “How many times have I played this game with the Lord?”
It was so powerful of a question that I had to sit down for a minute as the realization hit me all over again of what it means when God refers to Himself as my Father. Oh, how it must break His heart when I stand there, staring at him with a mischievous little grin, as I cling to something of this world that He is saying is not good for me even though I know how much He loves me and wants what is best for me. I know His feelings of love and protection towards me are far, far stronger than my feelings toward Simon, and yet I still have times and circumstances when I struggle to trust Him and fail to understand why something I want might not be good for me.
The truth is, just as I have to teach my son right from wrong, good from evil, safe from unsafe, so the Lord is patiently teaching me those same things. And MOTHERHOOD! What a great new tool He has put into my life to teach me such lessons.

Teresa Hall
/ February 21, 2012Oh Alicia!! What good stuff- a great reminder to everyone! Thanks for your heart!
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/ February 21, 2012Such beautiful perspective! We are all children of the Father and it makes sense…thank you, Alicia!