The preciousness of life is evidenced in the perfection of a babe….
Simple innocent trust, reliance, dependence… And all the while even unaware that they need you but their very life depends on you…
Our very life is also dependent on our Father… Giver of breath and life, provision, nurturer…
Often when we grow up like a child we take these roles back and become our own source only to discover that we are actually not able to fully meet these needs, and often we start to see that we make a mess of things when we take over without direction of the father.
Hopefully that’s the time that we find our way back to the Father and realise the preciousness of His love, provision, direction, peace and hope.
Just something to think about….