Giving birth to a child is an amazing thing.  It doesn’t take long for us to fall in love with the little bundle that we bring home from the hospital. They smell so sweet and fit so perfectly in our arms.

Our babies attach themselves to us pretty quickly. However, it’s their needs that outweigh all other movitation. They want us because we are the ones with the milk, and we have the ability to comfort them. They don’t know what love is yet.

Then one day, it all changes. They look at us with a big drooley smile and a sparkle in their eyes.  It’s undoubtedly the look of love.

It happened this week.  I saw it in little Levi’s face.  He loves me!  He is thrilled to see me, to hear my voice, and to be in my arms.   It made all the sleepless nights, all the fussy evenings, all the miles on the rocking chair worth it. Suddenly I forgot about the endless demands and just thanked God for this sweet baby.

It made me think about how much God longs to see that look of love in our eyes.

“But my eyes are fixed on you, O Sovereign LORD; in you I take refuge.” Psalm 141:8

My baby’s favorite place to hang out is on the back patio. He’s quite the outdoorsman already. We have a swing out there, and some days the only way to soothe him is to sit out there with him on my lap and swing him to sleep. As he sits on my lap facing forward, all I can see is the top of his head and his chubby legs sticking out.

We all know that God speaks in our quiet moments, so it was no surprise that God whispered some loving thoughts to me as I swung my baby boy.

I was observing his little hair patterns. His hair begins in a perfect swirl in the center of the top of his head. I can see the very first hair that sets off the pattern. I can see the many hairs that follow suit. It goes around and around covering his sweet head.

God whispered….

I am in all the details.

I orchestrated a perfect beginning for your life.

Every moment, every detail flows in the pattern that I decide.

My design for your life is beautiful.

I have it all covered.

Just trust Me.

I’m realizing that the reason that God made babies so darn cute and lovable is so that you won’t throw them out the window at 3:00 a.m…. even if the thought crosses your sleep-deprived, frustrated, at-your-wits-end mind.

LeviI love this little boy.  I just forgot how demanding babies are. When it comes to caring for infants, the phrase “give until it hurts” comes to mind.

In my normal life,  I’m accustomed to giving until it hurts.  However, that’s often where I stop. Once the task, responsibility, or service becomes painful, then I give up.  I just can’t do it. I don’t have time or energy to do it. So I give up.

I’m giving right now, and it hurts!  Of course, there’s no backing out now. This little boy needs me… and I do love to care for him. Even when it hurts, I can push myself to do it. I cry out to God for the strength or the patience to do it. I remind myself that it’s not forever… this highly demanding and sleepless state is only for a season.

It occurred to me this morning (at 4:30 a.m.) that I am being trained to give until it hurts… and to keep on giving in the midst of the pain. God has many plans for me;  some will be incredibly trying and difficult. I will only be able to do them if I trust in Him. I must allow His strength to excel in me and accomplish the work for me.

Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up. Therefore, as we have opportunity, let us do good to all people, especially to those who belong to the family of believers.   Galatians 6:9-10