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Yesterday started out like a typical Monday. I woke up with a heavy heart. It was a struggle to just get out of bed. Fortunately, my 21 month old decided to sleep a little bit later, so I actually had a few minutes to myself before the day kicked in full swing.
I went downstairs and sat on the couch with my Bible and my other inspirational book and started to read. I don’t know exactly what triggered the “mental picture”, but I got a very strong one. And it came with feeling. I saw myself running up to God and hugging him really hard, like my son does to me when he’s scared. I realized that for all my posturing, and all my attempts at having the “right” attitude towards God when I pray, that this was the most genuine way I could possibly be.
You see, He’s my Abba. My Daddy. My Heavenly Father. And he is bigger and stronger and tougher than any temptation, any struggle, any emotion, any bout of depression and fear that I could possibly experience.
I have written several times about my struggles with food. Eating when I’m not hungry. It’s a stronghold of mine. Well, today I realized that when I face ANYTHING that makes me uneasy, all I have to do is run and wrap my arms around His leg and bury my face and hold on tight. There should be no posturing. There should be no strategically worded humble statement of need. There should just be a parent/child relationship. There should be me grabbing on to Him with all my heart and might, knowing, trusting, believing that He’s gonna make it all right. He’s gonna take care of me.
Sometimes, being a grown-up sucks. And trying to be god of my own life? Even more so. So, right now I am having a change of attitude. I’m giving up the grown-up God role in my life, and gonna let Him do it. I’m gonna be the kid!
But Jesus said, “Let the children come to me. Don’t stop them! For the Kingdom of Heaven belongs to those who are like these children.”
Matthew 19:14
Will you join me? Let’s be God’s kids! It’ll be fun, I promise!!
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How true this is!! He is our Daddy and we are the child no matter how “grown up” we are. It is so refreshing when we come back to this postion with Him. When we get back to the place where we stop trying to figure it out, tying the fishing line more in knots, and finally hand it over to the expert. Thanks for the reminder. GOD BLESS
So true - we sometimes get such a wrong picture of our Daddy don’t we!
What a wonderful and honest post. I wonder how often I take on the adult posture with God. Especially when I’m trying so hard to make him proud. Beth Moore wrote in her Believing God study how amazing it would be to know the Father turns to the Son at the end of the day and says “She believed me today!” How I long for that!
Julie
I love this image. I often picture God holding my hand.
Thanks for being so honest with your struggles Lundie.
Wow, incredible way to see yourself with God, but so very true. I love that you’re contributing here and have made it a favorite for Mondays.
Yes- so odd I stumbled on this very thing. & TODAY of all days! Just this morning I was talking, actually crying out to a friend on the phone and she was sorta “counseling” me. & As she spoke- saying God wanted me to treat Him or talk to Him like a person . . . instead of this far off powrful “thing” in the sky————- I saw me hugging God while He was sitting—–I am assuming———– on His throne. & I was just laying there- tightly hugging, . . . just as you describe. I have been tnis child before, many times— but admittedly, maybe that is NOT where I have been. Maybe I have been holding that pharisee type maginifying glass over myself and therefore was at least hesitant to just run in and hug———————— and lay helpless———– and be vunverable, not knowing what would happen . . . hmm. Like I said, very odd I stumbled on this today. Thank you. —————————–Myabe confirmation