Childlike Faith.

It is the beauty of a child's faith and trust that I admire so.

He calls us to it.

He requires it.

I imagine myself running up to Him, jumping up in His lap and His big arms wrapping around me as a parent would to their child.

His hold on me is comforting.

I do not release.

He never lets me go.

Sometimes I jump down and run off, trying to discover the world alone.

But He is there watching me closely, like a parent.

I go to Him when I need comfort or help,

like a child I run back into His arms again.

And there He awaits, arms ready to hold me once again.

I discover trust and the faith of a child, in His hold.

He is my father.

I am his daughter.

Always.

Matthew 9:14

But Jesus said, 

"Let the little children come to me and do not hinder them, for to such belongs the kingdom of heaven."