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These faces of mine...

My little faces. They look up at me with such innocence, such sweetness, with so much curiosity: "why Mom-mm?"  Life is new and exciting to them, not exhausting or stressful. They live carefree lives with hearts full of hope, eyes so wide and clear and smiles that are so contagious, they honestly just melt everything within me. So much so, it hurts. These faces are so removed from the storms and the struggles and the harsh reality this world brings. Every inch of my being longs to protect them....from pain....from injustice.

From growing up.

Today, if they get scared they easily just run back into my arms. They are safe. I wish I could promise them safety for more than just the here and now. For the forever. But I can't. I can't because I don't know what the future brings. Heck, I don't even know what tomorrow will bring, let alone the next minute or two. One day they will see 'the truth from lies' . The world is not always a place of happily ever after. 

But I am learning that there are arms which they can run to at any time, and arms that will hold them and will protect them. It's a truth, a reality that I used to sing about growing up and a belief I used to hold onto with 'faith like a child.' But it's more than just a song. Its more than some idea that rings from the pulpit or even a spoken word. It's truth. Its real. It's a complicated thing, when you live in a world where things get harsh and lonely and discouraging and painful, to believe a God exists. However, among the ashes, there IS beauty. God does show up. He shows up with beauty in the most incredible ways, and at the most incredible times.  If He's making sure the fields are green and that the flowers are full of glory and that the birds are able to have food and are watched over, its crazy to think He isn't doing all the more for us. I'm wholeheartedly aware that this is easy to say. Sometimes its harder to live it out practically in life and live and know and breathe this to be true.... 

It requires faith.  But faith is not something you just switch 'ON'. {I know this}.  But faith draws me off the couch and politely requests that I step into black shadows and into those places with the darkest corners. Its hard to be be comfortable with faith. 

But who said we're supposed to be comfortable?

Soo....now, I'm trusting Him. It's a process, trust me, but it is with that Faith that He supernaturally gives...and it's pretty cool what happens when I do. I can enjoy these exploring creatures of mine with their inquiring faces and trusting hearts.  They are in my life for this season, and I have the privilege to be in this season with them and I will enjoy it. 

I am enjoying it.