Distant thunder rolled and rumbled as a rainstorm moved through the area. My middle grandson watched mesmerized as water pelted the windows and puddles formed outside his house where we were spending the morning together.
His 18-month-old body wriggled with excitement and wonder as he stayed by his rain-watching post.
Then came a flash of lightening and my warning to move back from the window. He looked at me, unsure of what to do. Then…
Thunder rattled the window panes and sent a little boy sprinting across the room.
Straight into Grammy’s arms.
(And yes, I’m smiling with the memory).
No hesitation. No thinking it through. No agonizing over options.
When “disaster” struck, Ben ran for the safest place he knew—the arms of someone who loved him.
Oh, how I want to be like that!
Open. Trusting. Confident.
I long for my heart to be so in tune with Jesus, that I run to Him first, seek His arms first—before getting locked down with a thousand other ideas and options. Before the voices of this world crowd my heart and mind, bringing doubt and chaos.
When the cares of this life threaten to sweep over me and rattle my peace, I want to run to the very heart of God…
The Lord is my strength and my shield; my heart trusts in him, and he helps me. My heart leaps for joy, and with my song I praise him (Psalm 28:7).
They will have no fear of bad news; their hearts are steadfast, trusting in the Lord (Psalm 112:7).
Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged, for the Lord your God will be with you wherever you go (Joshua 1:9).
Has there been a BOOM in our lives?
Let’s run into the arms of Someone Who loves us!
Have a blessed week!
Leigh Ann 🙂