I am discovering through the eyes of children what it means to truly trust God more. I am learning the value of childlike faith lies not in ignorance but in confidence; not in blindness but in hopefulness. The childlike faith we are called to have makes us rest peacefully knowing our “Father,” watches over us.
I see in my little brothers and sisters a confidence in God so missing in we who have “lived a little longer.” We would like to cloak it by saying we are wiser and more experienced but the truth is we are more jaded. We have forgotten our first love. We have begun to measure God’s love for us by what he does for us and how our lives meet our own view of things. We rate God by our perception of His accomplishments and then—trust him only in as much as we like the way he has been running things. We are the losers in this.
God’s love is boundless and our vision is not. God’s kindness is bottomless and our knowledge is limited. Where our knowledge is great our wisdom is lacking.
I just finished reading, “The Hiding Place.” It is Corrie Ten Boom’s story of hiding Jews from the Nazi’s. She writes of a conversation with her father:
“He turn to look at me, as he always did when answering a question, but to my surprise he said nothing.
At last he stood up, lifted his traveling case from the rack over our heads and set it on the floor.
‘Will you carry it off the train, Corrie?’ he said.
I stood up and tugged at it.
It was crammed with the watches and spare parts he had purchased that morning.
‘It’s too heavy,’ I said.
‘Yes,’ he said, ‘And it would be a pretty poor father who would ask his little girl to carry such a load.
It’s the same with knowledge. Some knowledge is too heavy for children. When you are older and stronger you can bear it. For now you must trust me to carry it for you.
And I was satisfied. More than satisfied.”
Some knowledge is too heavy, too large and too cumbersome for us to carry. Will you let Him carry yours for you. It is not weakness to let another carry it. It is indeed wisdom. I may not understand all, but if I can struggle through my own misgivings to trust God more, I am certain He will carry everything I cannot.
He’s got the whole world in His hands. Indeed He has the whole world in His hands and nothing is out of control. I remember singing this song and without question believing it to be true. He has the whole world in His hands, His very capable, loving hands, His very generous willing hands.
He has my pain and sorrows in His hands
He has my fears and worries in His hands
He has my insecurities and anxieties in His hands
He has my dreams and hopes for today and tomorrow in His hands
He has cars, work, family, friends, dating, houses, broken hearts, death, birth, husbands and wives, dogs, trees, cookies, music and anything, yes anything your heart cares for…IN…HIS…HANDS.
My advice—leave them there.
Copyright©1997 Hudson Russell Davis