Faith of a Child.
I was almost brought to tears this week by some sweet children. More specifically, by listening to these children pray. I hadn't expected them to pray, but when they did I was blessed. Obviously, they used simple language, but what they said, they meant. They prayed those words with such sincerity and confidence. They simply told their heavenly father their request, and it was meaningful. I want to live like that. I want to come to God with confidence and sincerity. I want to ask questions and lean in to hear His answer. I want to come to Him like a child, because His child I am. To take His hand, to live in simplicity, not doubting, not hesitating, but having complete trust in who He is. All I have to do it trust, He can do the rest. Because He's my Daddy, why would He not have great things for me? Why would He not have extravagant love to pour out on me? I want to have childlike faith that expects great things from God. Humbling myself, because I am weak, but He is strong.
He holds your hand, He wants to hold your heart. Speak, He's listening.
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