It is amazing how much my daughter trusts me. I have a little game that I play with her. I throw her up in the air and catch her again (a simple/normal dad game). The older she gets...8 months this week, the higher I throw her. She laughs, smiles, and looks up to play the game again. Giana instinctively knows that I will catch her again and again. I see this same instinctive behavior in her each week for her swim lessons. Giana simply knows that Amanda isn’t going to let go of her in the pool...she trusts her fully!
This idea of trust got me thinking about my relationship with our Heavenly Father (an elementary truth that I am being reminded of over and over again). So here goes: I say that, "God wants my best, He is for me, and He will never leave me"...but when was the last time I threw myself in the air (hyperbolic speech here) and allowed my Heavenly Father to catch me? When was the last time I took a huge risk and stepped out in faith where God totally had to come through on my behalf? If we read the New Testament it is pretty clear that God is not calling us to live a safe life. He is calling us to live a life surrendered under His Lordship where we simply have to TRUST Him and allow God to do only what God can do!
So how about it? Who else needs to throw themselves in the air and allow God to catch them?
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| Our Daddy/Daughter Game |
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| Grammy & Giana before her swim lesson |
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| Amanda & Giana in her swim lesson |
-JNM
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