Have you ever met someone whose love and enthusiasm for life is evident in every word and action? There is nothing they don’t enjoy. They embrace every single thing in their day as a wonderful opportunity. They are always on and they always give everything all the energy they have.
I know a young man like that. He’s the youngest of three and as soon as he could walk he wanted to tag along with his big brother all the time! The little guy loved going to footy training with his brother and the sheer enthusiastic force of the little boy’s personality meant that he invariably got included in the training sessions even though he was much younger.
After a while the big brother got a bit tired of his enthusiastic and accidently limelight stealing sibling. So, one season the boys’ mum decided that the little one would stay home to give his big brother some space at footy training.
Well, the little boy was not happy! Really, really, not happy.
It was as if someone had cut off his oxygen supply although he sure had enough breath to let rip – crying and yelling and begging to be allowed to go to footy training.
Eventually he went to his room to cool down as instructed by his mum!
He was surprisingly quiet in his room and that’s because he was laboriously writing a note; mustering his very best six-year-old spelling and calling on a handwriting neatness he didn’t usually bother with. The note read . . .
You are the mennest mum in the whole in tyr world. I hate you
Love Charlie XXX”
When presented with the note his mother’s response was inspirational – she had a moment of sheer parenting brilliance. She said, “Charlie, that’s lovely handwriting!”
She knew her boy didn’t hate her and she was pretty sure she wasn’t the meanest mum in the whole world. She knew from experience that her ‘give it 110% all the time’ boy would now be emotionally exhausted and needing a safe place to fall. So, she made that space for him.
The Bible describes God in many ways, but one lovely image is of God as a mother hen gathering her children under her wings, keeping them close, knowing what they need and protecting them just like a good mother does.
Have you found your safe place under God’s wing?
Who can you be a safe place for this week?