“Can I sit in your lap?” Three and a half year old Boo came to the bathroom door while I took advantage of Hubs day off to be leisurely about lather and lotion.
As I let him climb onto my lap, he wrapped his arms around my neck, tucked up his legs and pulled himself tight to me.
“You just can’t get close enough, can you?” I smiled. Boo nuzzled his curly head into my neck and looked up from under his strawberry-blond lashes, “I just like you.”
Ok, whose mother-heart doesn’t melt at that? Once again my child gave me a glimpse of how I want to be as a child of God.
I have a Heavenly Father with arms wide open and a lap that is always available for me to clamber into–not just when I need Him to mend an ‘owie’ or calm a fear, but just because I like Him and enjoy His presence. How often I forget to do that!
Have you climbed into His lap lately to tell Him “I just like you?
You make known to me the path of life;
in your presence there is fullness of joy;
at your right hand are pleasures forevermore.
Psalm 16:11
Genny Heikka
