I look at these babies and hold them and cuddle them... I kiss their foreheads and tickle their tummies and I feel an overwhelming amount of love. I know that I would move mountains for these babies. When they fall or when they cry over loosing their toys I just want to hold them, rock them, comfort them. I just want them to be happy... To smile. And when they do smile it is so beautiful and joyful and I can't help but smile back. They happiness honestly makes my heart grow.
Here I am, a simple, 18 year old girl and already I love these kids more than I thought possible. And then I think of a God who loves us so, so much more than this. Sure, I would do anything for these children and I love them, but how much more does God- who created us, who had an even bigger heart- love us? The bible says that when we trust in Him, we become His children. God's true children. And if I would do anything for these kids, how much more would God do for us? I look at these babies and imagine one of them getting hurt and I actually feel pain. Yet God sent His Son to take our place. We messed up, we made mistakes. It should have been us on that cross. It should have been you on that cross. But instead it was Jesus. An how it mud have broken God's heart to watch His Son did. But that's how much He loves us. Enough to give up everything.
If trusting in Him results in being part of His family... Who wouldn't want that? Who wouldn't want a Father that would do absolutely anything for them?
I think sometimes we make Christianity too difficult. We make it seem like some exclusive club. We make it seem hard. But the truth is that we have a God who created the universe and created you and when you went against Him- which you did- and wen you messed up, He still loved you enough to die for you. And when you think of it like that, trust Him doesn't seem so hard, does it?
I mean, come on, who wouldn't want to be included in this family?