Archive - Mar 18, 2017
I lift up my arms to the Lord
like a toddler wanting to be picked up.
In a toddler’s voice I cry out
I’m hungry, and You fed me
I’m angry and You calm me
I’m lonely and You comfort me
I’m tired and You give me rest.
You pick me up
and hold me in your warm embrace
and I rest my head on your chest.