Child, I will hold you.
Child, run to me.
Child, be still.
Child, have faith.
Child, your chains are broken.
Child, walk in my freedom.
The Lord has given me a picture of a child running to Him, clinging so closely to Him as He wraps His arms around them and swings and dances with them. “Have child-like faith” He whispers. His dancing begins so swiftly, I don’t have to keep up, He holds me. Gently He guides me. Gently He pulls me. Ever so gently, I am constantly reminded I am His. I am not worthless in His sight, I am worthy. I am worthy enough for His son to come to earth and take the place of my punishment so I can be invited at the table with the Lord.
I spent time at the children’s center in San Fuego, it was a moment I was looking forward to since the moment we found out some teams would be visiting this center!! The Lord really helped drive home the act of living in a state of child like faith while I was there. A sweet-sweet girl, age 10, we’ll call her…Daisy, was speaking ever so gently and with so much patience as my 5 years of Spanish was nowhere near her expertise of the language but she grabbed the bible off the table quickly found Psalm 23 and read it to me in Spanish. To hear the joy in the heart of a child coming from a broken home and a broken family seriously brought tears to my eyes. In that moment things were still and I sat in awe of how much happiness the Lord really brings to people when all their faith is in Him. It truly reminded me just how much the Lord wants EACH of us at His table. Another girl, age 12, we’ll call…Mary, actually knew a few words in English and helped me to understand more in Spanish so that we could communicate to the other little ones what we were going to do. It was seriously so incredible. I spent a long time in high school wondering why I would even take Spanish and sitting there angry that I was required to take it, but in the moment with Mary I knew the Lord had this in plan all along. A verse was brought to my mind when I thought of this sweet girl. Isaiah 40:11 says “He tends to His little flock like a shepherd: He gathers the lambs in His arms and carries them close to His heart.” She is his little sheep, she is a part of his flock, He will care for her for all her days. My heart breaks for the brokenness in this community but my soul rests that these sweet girls are in His hands
