I listened from the kitchen sink as my daughter in law (three months into the journey that brings and new life into the world) hefted her three year old up the stairs. As they came closer to the top I heard Diana say in her gentle, morning, mommy voice, “Sammy, you’re just getting too big for mommy to carry you up the stairs!”
“Too Big!” Sammy repeated with a grin. Being told she's growing “too big” to be carried sounds a lot like being told she is growing up. That idea really appeals to Sammy.
Someday Sammy will discover the truth that growing up doesn’t mean she will never need to be carried. There is One whose arms we never outgrow. She will never become so mature, so smart, and so sufficient that she can carry herself. In fact, the most grown up people among us are those who understand their great, unmistakable need to be carried along by God.
This truth about our need hangs in balance with the marvelous truth that He will never grow too feeble for the work of carrying. Unlike the wearying arms of our earthly parents our load will never outweigh His capacity. He arms are exactly suited to the weight of our burden.
Isaiah 46:4 "And even to your old age I am he; and even to hoar [gray] hairs will I carry you: I have made, and I will bear; even I will carry, and will deliver you."
By Nannette W.
Posted Saturday, October 18, 2008
Copyright 2008 by Nannette W. All right reserved.
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