Parents always talk about how they understand God's love so much more when they have kids. I am amazed by how much the Lord has taught me in spending just three months with these children. My love for two children in particular has taught me so much about God's boundless love.
One child is seven-years-old, and I just love her to death. She is super sweet. She has a beautiful smile. She is spunky and fun. But she is a terrible reader. She is in second grade, and she can hardly sound out three letter words. Needless to say, as a second-grader she is given a lot of tasks she simply cannot complete because she can't read. I have her in my tuitions group, so I work with her every day. When I try to work with her on reading, she shuts down. She doesn't think she can do it, so she won't even try. She sees the whole book. I want her to take one word at a time. I want her to let me help her. I want her to be willing. Do I expect her to sit down and read a book to me? Of course not. I am so happy when she simply sits down and sounds out the words. I feel like God feels this way about me. I get overwhelmed and filled with fear when I think about doing something like speaking a prophetic word over someone, but He just wants me to be willing. He wants to help me.
One child is seven-years-old, and I just love her to death. She is super sweet. She has a beautiful smile. She is spunky and fun. But she is a terrible reader. She is in second grade, and she can hardly sound out three letter words. Needless to say, as a second-grader she is given a lot of tasks she simply cannot complete because she can't read. I have her in my tuitions group, so I work with her every day. When I try to work with her on reading, she shuts down. She doesn't think she can do it, so she won't even try. She sees the whole book. I want her to take one word at a time. I want her to let me help her. I want her to be willing. Do I expect her to sit down and read a book to me? Of course not. I am so happy when she simply sits down and sounds out the words. I feel like God feels this way about me. I get overwhelmed and filled with fear when I think about doing something like speaking a prophetic word over someone, but He just wants me to be willing. He wants to help me.
The second child is five-years-old, and he is a trouble-maker. He hits other kids. He gets in trouble at school. He takes things. He breaks things. When I tell him good morning, he ignores me then says no when I tell him to say good morning to me. But I love him anyway, and I want him to know it. There's no thought in my mind of "yeah, I love him, but I'll wait to let him know I love him until he shapes up, until he apologizes, until he is sweet to the other kids." I picked him up and gave him a hug the other day, and he kicked and said, "I don't want to hug you. Put me down." It amazes me how I can love this little trouble-maker after just three months. It amazes me even more how much more Someone who created me and adopted me as His daughter must love me even though I'm a trouble-maker. I wonder how many times my Father has taken me into His embrace and I kicked and screamed to be put down because I didn't feel loveable, so I couldn't believe or accept the love offered.
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