“The days are long, but the years are short,” wrote Gretchen Rubin in The Happiness Project.
Never a truer word has been said of parenting young children.
Some days the noise and craziness of corralling two intense little boys was so challenging I’d want to scream.
But there were moments my heart simply welled up with joy.
Like the day I stared down at my youngest child as he trotted slowly and thoughtfully up the stairs in the shopping centre…
He may as well have been surrounded by a stunning light.
Just so beautiful.
But there was something about this moment that was also heartbreaking.
I realised that, each day in so many ways, he is less young.
More wise perhaps – but in a way, less ‘innocent’.
More aware of this world, less dependent.
On me.
I wanted this little angel to love me forever.
I was also seized by the thought of him one day rejecting me.
How painful that would be… because I love him so very much.
I wonder if that’s how God feels about us sometimes…
Yes, he knows all things and created all things – including us, aware we might reject him.
But I believe his heart breaks when this happens.
When we return to him however, knowing, and finally believing, that his son’s death on the cross and coming to life again really does make us whiter than snow…
Wow.
What joy in this realisation.
This reunion.
I am far from being like God.
But if the love I feel for my beautiful, complex son is this intense… How much more must Jesus love and yearn for me?
And you?
In a relationship where we embrace, rather than reject.
Where I follow his lead, rather than go my own way.
Where I take his hand and say Lord – I really believe these words from John 8:36: “If the Son makes you free, you shall be free indeed.”
And in Isaiah 1:18: “Though your sins are like scarlet, they shall be as white as snow.”
May my love for this redemptive Father shine like the glistening snow, pointing the way back to the true source of light, love, and everlasting peace.
May this beautiful, wonderful reconciliation define my life each and every one of my days.
Because it truly does change everything.
It's a God thing... 
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