Like a child.

Yesterday I saw myself in the lives of four children that I passed on the street or in a tram. 

1) The first was getting onto the tram. The steps on the tram were higher than the lengths of his legs, yet he wanted to get into that tram all by himself. His mom offered him her hand, but he would not accept that help- he wanted to do it on his own. Even though it held up the people around him, he worked at getting up those steps himself. His mom never left his side, but she let him try to do it. At the top, he tripped and fell straight down. His mom picked him up and held him.

2) The second was a girl standing in the middle of the sidewalk. I'm not sure why she was crying but boy was she ever. The tears were rolling and she was distraught about something. I don't think she was physically in pain, yet something inside was hurting. As rational or irrational her pain was, her mom picked her up and held her and walked with her in her arms down the sidewalk. The daughter grasped onto her mom like she was afraid to let go- desperate in a way, hiding her face in her moms neck. And as her mom walked, the daughter soon stopped crying, finding comfort in her mom carrying her, being there and holding her. 

3) The third was a child in a stroller- sleeping, being pushed by his dad. That child was at peace, resting, and yet moving forward from the direction and carrying of his dad.

4) The fourth was also in a stroller- this time the kid was awake and simply taking in all that was going on round him as his dad pushed him in the stroller down the street. 

From the days I fight the help of my Heavenly Father and stubbornly try to do things on my own, to the moments I cry from the inside out and He is there to hold me, to the days I tired and can't do it anymore and he carries me forward, to the days I'm just taking it all in and along for the ride- His love is perfect. His care is perfect. I'm His and He is mine. 

Truths that, to be honest, sometimes I don't always feel. But the reality that it couldn't be more true. Yesterday, today and everyday.