And yet, I haven't felt like saying much.
But look who's learning how to walk?
Sara went to bed about 15 minutes ago and so far so good. I picked her up and then bent down to get her blankies and paci and when I did I was leaning forward a little and I felt her grab onto me a little tighter. I knew I wasn't going to drop her, but instinctively she grabbed on.
I immediately thought of God and his grip on me. Sometimes it feels as if I might be dropped but that is never God's intention. And He would never trip up and accidentaly drop me either. What I found amazing and comforting was this scenario play out in my life with Sara. I'm constantly picking her up and putting her down. Most of the time she's just along for the ride; even when I bend down to get something it doesn't seem to faze her, she knows we'll get back up. She knows me and trusts me.
Tonight I feel like it's God beckoning to me, asking me to trust Him, to hang onto Him. Thank you Lord. And thank you Ella Jane. Time well spent...even at 1:30am.