August 14, 2005

A Childlike Faith



One of the sweetest memories of my youth was the nightly prayer. My grandmother,” Mother Dear", instilled in me to pray every night before I went to sleep and under my pillow was a small black Bible. Folding my little hands, I would say.


"Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep

If I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take."

I don't know why this didn't scare me. But I realize, even back then, I was convinced that if ANYTHING happened, I would be safe in HIS arms. As an adult, with all of life’s tragedies, crime, wars, weather disturbances, and just dealing with people that let you down, faith can wane. But keeping a childlike FAITH can renew your spirit.



When I used to walk with my dad as a little girl, I knew that he would protect me. Holding his hand, I felt nothing could hurt me. I was safe from harm. Being secure in that fact is the same as my belief Jesus will give me refuge. That HE will guide my steps, heal my body and be my provider, Jehovah Jireh.

As you go through your day, remember that no matter what we face, God's grace and mercy shields us.

2 comments:

Paula said...

Great post! I always felt safe saying that prayer too.

Blessings,

Darlene said...

What warm wonderful memories you had filled with prayer. That's the best.