She’s a wee little darling baby.
My sister’s youngest child, who I affectionately call Rose, was born just over a month ago. It wasn’t until I was traveling down to Florida this weekend that I was able to meet her for the first time.
As I held her I marveled at her tiny (yet long) fingers, tugged off her socks so I could see her bitty feet, and stroked her soft, nearly black hair. Her dark eyes sleepily took in the world around her from time to time before blinking shut as she drifted off to sleep again.
My other nieces and nephews clambered around, telling stories, handing me books to read, completing their chores, and showing me their newest animals. There were gales of laughter, little voices rising above each other in an effort to explain something, toys dropping, doors opening and closing, and the clock chiming. In the midst of the noise and excitement of a bustling house full of small children, Rose contentedly snuggled down in the arms of whoever was holding her, and slept.
It was beautiful seeing how peaceful Rose was in the midst of so much going on. She had no reason to fear or get upset, because she was safe and surrounded by love. And she reminded me that I can rest in the arms of my heavenly Father, no matter what is going on around me.
Some days when I think about the future and how little I truly know about it, I can feel restless or worried. It might make me antsy and wish for time to pass faster, other times it makes me want to barrow in and beg changes to stay far at bay. In reality though, all I need to do is stay peacefully in the center of God’s will for me, and everything will be alright. And that, is beautiful.
I hope y’all have a great week!