I heard a funny thing today… What do you call your first born child? A crash test dummy! I have to admit that I kind of agree with that saying. I had a young mother say to me the other day, “Why don’t they (babies) come with instruction manuals?” I sure felt like that when I was a young mother. I sometimes still feel like that, and my son is 24.
We are given this beautiful, loving creature that speaks a different language than we do, and they can’t figure out how to relay they desires to us. The only thing this little bundle of joy knows how to do really, really well is scream at the top of their little bitty, teeny tiny lungs… and they do that very often. We are taught patience through caring for them.
As they grow, they learn numbers, colors, shapes, letters, and every other thing. And we are taught to see the world the way we used to see it. We reinforce lessons in them and us… we make mistakes with them and carry the guilt inside us. They become a crash test dummy, yet we are the ones with the bruises. Why? Because it hurts us every time we hurt them.
Now, imagine the hurt that God feels when we are in despair. We can turn to Him and let Him carry that burden. His is willing to take our pain and ease our bruises… He loves us because we are His children. He wants to protect us just as much as we want to protect our own children. And fortunately for us, He is much better at it than we are – no crash test dummy here!
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