God's Arms Are Big Enough

The other day I sat on my recliner feeding my baby. With one hand I was drinking my coffee and with the other I was feeding Chase. Then one by one, first Jack, came to me and wanted to sit beside me. The moments are rare so I put my coffee mug on the side table and lifted him up. My two boys in my arms, nestled perfectly. Then Sophia came over. Four people in a recliner! I was buried at the bottom, but it felt so good to feel loved. Every one of them wanted me; they wanted my attention. 

That’s how I want to be with God. I want His attention and time, where nothing else matters but His presence. I don’t crave it as often as I should. This little scenario reminded me of the scripture in Matthew 19:14,  "Jesus said, Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these." 

When you think about it God didn’t care about how messy the kids were. He didn’t care about the dirty feet or the nose picker (I'm sure "that" kid was there). He wanted to love them just the way they were and they loved him right back. 

I don’t know why I don’t do it enough. Maybe it’s laziness or maybe I feel dirty in my sin and not worthy enough for His presence. But I am learning this...God isn’t looking for my perfection He’s looking for my love. My willingness and desire to spend time with Him. He’s looking for my offering. He’s looking for me to climb up on the recliner.

After a while that precious moment I described earlier became a bit overwhelming. My arms weren’t big enough to hold all three and no matter how hard I tried to contain them they weren’t happy sharing mommy with each other.  

But God’s arms are big enough. They will carry you through any circumstance. He can handle it. He won’t grow tired or impatient. So go ahead, climb up on His recliner.