Sunday, July 04, 2010
In God's Care
Since I now attend a small church, we usually have only one or two toddlers in our nursery on a Sunday morning. I put out a bucket of crayons, every color of the rainbow and more, so they can color their weekly Sunday school pictures. Then we read stories--Bob the Builder is a favorite, and eat snacks, usually Cheerios or Goldfish crackers. But this past Sunday, the usual crew had graduated to the preschool group, so I just had one infant to care for. I spent the entire hour cuddling baby Brandon. He snuggled into the curve of my neck, making sweet cooing sounds. His silky hair and soft skin still had that fresh newborn fragrance.
As I held him, I couldn't help but think of our own grown sons who once spent Sunday mornings being held by faithful nursery workers. I thought of the promise of holding grandchildren some day and the privilege of sowing love and other Christian virtues into their lives. I remembered being 10-years-old and holding my newborn baby brother with my mom's watchful guidance.
Babies bring a sense of wonder, tiny packages of life-time potential. I prayed for baby Brandon, entrusted to my care for an hour on a Sunday morning. For only a few short years, our children are in our care, subject to our influence. Then they become more independent, venturing off on their own to after-school events or to a friend's house to play. Soon they're applying for drivers licenses, colleges, and jobs in far away places. Finally, we simply have to entrust them to God's care and pray that He will guide them in making wise life choices.
There's a time when we realize we no longer have control, a time to let go and let God work in their lives. I pray that God will do what I don't have the power to do in my sons' lives, or in my homeless baby brother's life, or for our precious nursery babies. Dear Lord, please bless them and keep them always in Your care.
Are you struggling to let go of someone you love?