Resting in the Mystery

No sooner had I sat down cross-legged on the floor when a three-year-old girl in a floral summer dress plunked herself down into my lap and leaned back against me.

 

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We were at the preschool children’s worship time on Sunday morning. I filled in as a teacher that week, and little Claire had met me for the first time only moments before. But, child that she is, Claire felt the need for the security and reassurance that an adult provides, and she trustingly sought them in me.

 

I thought of Claire this morning as I read through my devotional journal. It reflects this season in which I feel anew the need for security and well-being, for assurance that I’m safe and all will be well.

 

Sometimes, as adults, or maybe as single women, all we want is to walk into the embrace of a reassuring person (like a husband, father or grandfather) and lean in. I don’t have a way to fulfill that desire physically right now, but the Lord addressed that need in my heart. In my journal I wrote this impression from Him:

 

Rest in the mystery of me; lean back against me, though you do not see me, and be at peace, my child.

 

It’s a hard concept for me sometimes: leaning on the everlasting arms of an invisible God. It’s one of His many mysteries—His presence tangible to our physical and emotional beings, His ability to work all things together for good.

 

We can’t figure out how He works, how He moves. But we don’t have to. He just wants us to lean on Him with the trust and faith of a child.

 

Jesus said, “Truly I say to you, unless you are converted and become like children, you will not enter the kingdom of heaven” (Matthew 18:3, NAS).

 

Rest today in the wonderful mystery of your loving God.

 

 


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