"Mommy," two pudgy little hands squished my cheeks between them, "I just looove you." His earnest eyes sought mine, "I love you as high as the sky." "And I love you to the moon and back!" I said, choking on my heart and blinking back my tears.
"I love you all--" a little arm reached for the ceiling, "the way to the sun."
"Well, I love you all the way to heaven!" I threw my arms out as wide as they could go and then tickled that little boy who owns my heart until we were both out of breath.
Hearing those words from my child never gets old. He grabs my heart with his genuine affection. He steals it. And I am more than happy to let him have it!
At a recent women's event, my pastor shared a similar story that has lingered with my soul. She was snuggling in the cold with one of her young sons when he spread himself over her and said, "Mommy, I want to be your cover."
"In that moment", she said, "it was like he just crawled up inside my heart."
The message of the evening was to love God in such a way that we "crawl up inside his heart." Can you just see it? Can you just feel the heart of God towards you? You hold the key to his heart. You ARE the key to his heart!
Is that hard for you to grasp? I know it's hard for me sometimes. Yet it was God who created the fierceness of a mother's love, so why do we struggle accepting His all-consuming love for us? If my son can absolutely overwhelm my heart with his love, then just think what our love for our Saviour, our King, our Daddy does to HIS heart!
I want to crawl up inside the heart of God.
I have felt His love. Oh, how I have felt his love! And now I want Him to feel mine.
This song says it all-- everything I long to convey to the Love of My Life.
"I want to play the strings of your heart, God...
Come play the strings of mine."
