You Are Loved

To be held by Him... To feel the fabric of His clothes against my face...To smell the sweetness of Him, mingled with the sweat and blood of His humanity...To finally meet someone so familiar and yet almost a stranger... To run back to Him painful, weary, aching, bruised, broken, must be the happiest experience.

I keep thinking back to what things were like when I was a child. Things were so simple and clear cut back then. Things have become more complex now, but it's only because we have become more complex.

"At that time the disciples came to Jesus and asked, 'Who is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven?'

He called a little child and had him stand among them. And he said, 'I tell you the truth, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven. Therefore, whoever humbles himself like this child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven.' "