I was sitting on the tile floor surrounded by crying children, each with their own special need. I heard a cry at the door and saw a girl crawl over(as best she could)and come straight into my lap. The closer she got I thought I smelled a pig pin, literally. Her pants were filled with a special gift for me. This sweet child just wanted some TLC, and once she crawled into my lap she instantly stopped crying. I would love to say that I wrapped my arms around her and did not hesitate for a second. But as soon as the moisture soaked through my pants and onto my leg I lovingly pushed her to the floor in between my legs. We sat there for an hour just giggling and loving each other.
Getting pooped on was amazing. How often do I crawl into God’s lap, smelling like crap and covered in my own filth? He just wraps his arms around me without uncertainty, not letting the poop stop him from embracing me.
Father I want to love like that. I want to TRULY love your children, even if they smell God awful and cannot see straight.
You seem them as perfectly sewn, you smell a garden when they rest in your lap.
You see past what the world sees and right into their heart.
This beautiful girl came to me seeking love, regardless of what she had to bring, or her current condition. This is how God wants us to approach him at the throne. With the confidence that nothing can touch us when we dwell in Him. Nothing can ever separate us from the Love of Christ. He see us as his perfect children and delights in us, especially when the world chooses to reject us. I wish I could hold his darling children everyday and learn more and more about God’s grace through their dirt and drool.
