Love of a Child


As a mother, I’ve learned what it is to love a child unconditionally and for your purpose in life to change and be centered around the needs of that little person. A mother’s love is something that comes naturally and cannot be purchased, produced or even replicated. The same is true of a father’s love, but I can’t attest to that personally seeing as how I am a mother and not a father. I’m a mother of two little boys and expecting a third. I’ve been pretty much consumed by all the needs that I face in order to be prepared for our little addition to the family. As most mothers, I’ve made registries and selected all of the items I will need in the coming months for the newborn. Some of the things I have already been collecting along the way, such as a crib, car seat, etc… As I am making these preparations, I can’t help but realize that just as I am preparing for the needs of my child, God has already made preparations for me. When I was saved and born into the family of God, I became His child and He my Father. As the Almighty Heavenly Father, who is all-knowing and all-powerful, He has so much more made all of my needs to be met and blessed me abundantly above measure.
Take for instance, the simple act of a mother fixing her baby a bottle, preparing to nurse the child or even changing it’s diaper. She does it multiple times daily and knows almost exactly when her child will be ready for the next feeding or diaper change. She has on hand the needed supplies, like bottles, burp cloths, diapers, wipes and creams. She also has them right where they can be easily used when needed. She makes sure the diapers are the right size, the nipples to the bottle are the right flow stage and that everything is just exactly right for her little bundle of joy. If we being capable of this as earthly, sinful flesh, then how much more is our Heavenly Father capable of?

 If ye then, being evil, know how to give good gifts unto your children, how much more shall your Father which is in heaven give good things to them that ask him? Matthew 7:11 KJV

I’ve also been pondering on how our relationship with Christ is a PERSONAL one. I know Him personally as my Saviour and I could try to explain to someone all day how amazing and wonderful He is to me, but unless they know Him personally too, they will never understand. They will never know His love. This is evidenced in our lives through children over and over. They say that babies can recognize their mother and father’s voices when they are first born because they’ve heard them while in the womb. This is so very true and I know that it goes even further than that because they can also recognize siblings. Children also know their mothers smell. Before their eyesight develops completely, they can sense that their mother is in the room because of her scent. I watched a video recently of a group of mothers who were all dressed in similar clothes, standing in a line while their children were brought in blindfolded. One by one, the children went down the line feeling the hands and faces of the women until they found the one whom they thought was their mother. Every single child stopped as soon as they touched their mother. Most hugged them before even taking the blindfold off. This experiment touched me in a way spiritually that opened my eyes to how familiar we should be with our own Heavenly Father. Have we spent enough time with Him that we know the very moment that He manifests Himself in our presence? Can we differentiate Him from another kind of spirit or emotion that may stir?
As His children, He knows our every need and desire. As a mother, we know when we hear our child cry exactly what they are needing. We usually know the needs before they cry. God does the same for us. He knows our every need, and sometimes He waits until we cry for it. Do we really beg God to spend time communing with us? Do we get in a position where we can fellowship with Him?
At times, I’ve been standing in a crowd when my toddler would grab onto the wrong persons leg and get embarrassed or scared when he realized it wasn’t me. He knows me and when he is in need of something, He comes to me. He gets hungry, He comes to Momma. He gets sleepy, He comes to Momma. He gets cold, He comes to Momma. He wants held, He comes to Momma. Every little need, He comes to Momma. He’s a Momma’s boy if you will. Both of my boys are. I beckon the question, are we our Heavenly Father’s children? Do we look to Him for every little need? Or do we try to figure it out on our own before turning to Him? Do we look to others for their advice or help instead of asking God right from the start?
As we raise our children, let’s look to God as they look to us. Use each moment, no matter how trying or difficult it may be, to learn how we can relate it to our relationship with God. Make it a PERSONAL relationship. You can’t just change out a baby and it’s mother for another and everything go smoothly. Sure, the mother could still meet the basic needs of the infant but there wouldn’t be that special bond between them. Only the child’s own mother can fill that void and meet all of its needs physically and emotionally. Babies sometimes cry while being held by others just because they are longing for the comfort that only comes from being in their mothers arms. Another woman can hold the child the exact same way, but the child knows that something is different and isn’t satisfied until it’s mother holds it. Let us be the same way in the arms of Christ. Let us not be satisfied or comforted by the things of this world or the devil himself sneaking in disguise. Let us long for our own personal Father to comfort and satisfy us daily.