Hand in hand

My two year old niece put her tiny little hand in my son’s giant hand and walked out of the room, looking up at him with wide eyes.

I’m amazed at how much she adores him.

My mom told me that she bosses him around, and since he just loves making her smile, he obeys.

I couldn’t help seeing the similarities of their relationship in my relationship with God.

It took me awhile, but I put my tiny little hand in His giant hand when I trust Him.

I don’t always trust Him, but He holds out his hand anyway.

He leads me, when I trust Him.

He looks down at me, adoringly.

My niece feels safe with my son. She sincerely adores him.

They walk, hand in hand, on all of the little adventures that she dreams up. It’s the sweetest thing to watch.

I’ve learned that this is the only way to walk through this tough life here… hand in hand with the One who created me.