Intimate
Full of light
Simple
Three ways we described her baptism.
She beamed. And before she changed out of her wet clothes, with her beautiful smile she gave me the wettest and biggest hug. "Mom" she said. "I felt the warmest hug surround me when I was baptized. I am SO happy!"
And all day, she'd whisper in my ear "mom...I'm SO glad I chose to be baptized."
And all day, I found myself whispering prayers of gratitude.
Prayers that even though there's chaos in the world right now, we can remember to draw upon His light.
Prayers that even though there's fear in the world right now, faith in Him is our source for rest, calm and comfort.
Prayers that even though complexity surrounds us, the gospel of Jesus Christ is simple and constant.
Prayers that even though suffering is happening, we can listen. For opportunities to be His Hands in small and simple ways.
Her light reminded me that He is our North Star. Our rest, our refuge. Who meets us where we're at. Who nourishes, gathers, preserves.
Who loves.
Centering on Him is true rest.
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