Like a Little Child


Psalm 86:4 “Rejoice the soul of thy servant: for unto thee, O Lord, do I lift up my soul.” 

This gives me a picture of a little child reaching up to someone she trusts, either with some grievance to make better or some joy to share. We aren’t usually as smart as that child—we tend to take our trouble every other place except to our Heavenly Father. We fill our pain with pleasures, hoping to ignore the real problem until it fades away. We complain to our friends but forget that the Lord is the only Friend Who can supply our need. We lift up our soul like a broken toy to this world to fix…when we would get far better results by lifting it up to Jesus.

2 Chronicles 20:12 “…we have no might against this great company that cometh against us; neither know we what to do: but our eyes are upon thee.”

Maybe that’s why Jesus said, “Whosoever shall not receive the kingdom of God as a little child, he shall not enter therein.” Children generally have no trouble admitting when there is a problem: their pride isn’t as great a barrier to truth. They will quickly come running with the tale of anything that has disturbed their simple peace and seek solutions instead of burying the issue for later. We older folks would do well to learn from the humility of a child.

Where do we seek our solutions? Where do we find our joy? Are we reaching out to the Lord for these, trusting Him enough to lift up our souls with the simple confidence of a little child?



He Loves Me Like That


Because thou hast the power and own’st the grace 
To look through and behind this mask of me 
(Against which years have beat thus blanchingly 
With their rains), and behold my soul’s true face, 
The dim and weary witness of life’s race,—
Because thou hast the faith and love to see, 
Through that same soul’s distracting lethargy, 
The patient angel waiting for a place 
In the new Heavens,–because nor sin nor woe, 
Nor God’s infliction, nor death’s neighbourhood, 
Nor all which others viewing, turn to go, 
Nor all which makes me tired of all, self-viewed,–
Nothing repels thee,…Dearest, teach me so 
To pour out gratitude, as thou dost, good!

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

What I love about Elizabeth Barrett Browning’s poems, and her Sonnets from the Portuguese in particular, is that they mirror so poignantly the relationship between us and our Lord Jesus Christ. This poem from the beloved to her lover could just as soon be a prayer from the saved to her Savior, and that’s how I read it.

Because Jesus loves me just like that—“nothing repels thee.” I couldn’t count how many times I have viewed myself with the utmost self-loathing and wondered how anyone, much less a holy and perfect God, could attribute any worth to my wretched self.

I can only be thankful that my Lord looks “through and behind this mask of me” and beholds “my soul’s true face” and yet pours out His love unmeasured, to someone who is the very opposite of anything God should cherish. O Lord, teach me so to pour out gratitude, as thou dost, good!

Romans 5:8 “But God commendeth his love toward us, in that, while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us.” 


A Lesson in Grace


Galatians 6:1-3 “Brethren, if a man be overtaken in a fault, ye which are spiritual, restore such an one in the spirit of meekness; considering thyself, lest thou also be tempted. Bear ye one another’s burdens, and so fulfil the law of Christ. For if a man think himself to be something, when he is nothing, he deceiveth himself.” Continue reading “A Lesson in Grace”

Journey to Mount Moriah


The story of Abraham sacrificing Isaac is quite well known, especially to those who grew up in Sunday school. We remember that God tested Abraham’s love for the Lord by commanding him to offer up his only son, the promised heir. We have read that Continue reading “Journey to Mount Moriah”