When I
stuck my camera into the bush to take a picture of the baby robins, they opened
their mouths without opening their eyes. They were so used to having mama robin
feed them whenever the branches moved that they didn’t even look to see who (or
what) was causing the disturbance.
That is
the kind of trust that loving mothers instill in their children. That is the
kind of mom I am blessed to have. Growing up, I could eat whatever food she put
on the table without fear that it would harm me. Although she made me eat
things I didn’t like, I knew she did so because they were good for me. If she
cared only about what was easy for her, she would have let me eat junk food. No
matter what Mom told me to do, or not to do, I knew she had my best interest in
mind. She wasn’t trying to keep me from having fun; she was trying to protect
me from being hurt.
That is
the kind of relationship we have with God, who compared Himself to a mother:
“As one whom his mother comforts, so I will comfort you” (Isa. 66:13). As His
children, we have no reason to fear what happens to us nor to envy what happens
to others: “Do not . . . be envious of the workers of iniquity” (Ps. 37:1).
When we trust His goodness, we are fed by His faithfulness.
God’s
care surrounds us. (RBC)
