Watch Me!

A child no older than the age of five taught me a really beautiful lesson today.

I had been working all day, and needed a little break--so I took advantage of the sunshine, and the beautiful deck off of our dorm. I sat out there, and as the sun poured onto me, I listened to the sounds of children riding their trikes on the pavement below. They were loving life, and didn't have a care in the world. One of the little girls shouted, "Watch me, daddy!" As she attempted to show off her biking skills.

It was at that moment that God spoke to me. He reminded me that that is like his relationship to us. Just as any parent delights in their child's success and loves to watch them learn new things and discover the world, so He loves watching us learn and grow. We trek out, on our wobbly two wheel bike, and we shout "Watch me, daddy!" and there He is, to watch and to smile and to catch us when we fall. There he is to cheer us on and to love us through our failures and successes.

I am convinced that He loves it when we step out and try something new, when we're so enamored with life, and we just shout, "Watch me, Daddy!" That he is proud  when we live and love life. Today He reminded me to see the world through the eyes of a child. To children, life is an adventure, and they have no trouble believing in their loving, Heavenly Father.

He is good!