At church, I was in prayer during communion. As I considered communion, and all that it represents, I prayed, 'how unworthy am I. I don't understand why You would give Your life to me....why You would do this for me.' Then Rowan stumbled, and her daddy scooped her up and comforted her. She fussed again and reached for me. As I held her, she snuggled close, peeked out, and smiled. And I heard, ' How could I not come for you, whatever it took. You comfort Rowan in her imperfection and weakness. How much more do I care for you....'
Thank you, Lord, for reminding me how You see me, as a baby, incapable of taking care of myself, stumbling, hurting.....needing my Daddy.