...he will quiet you with his love
As soon as we pulled out of the elementary school parking lot, my little man spoke, "I miss the girls." Bless him: sad before 8 am because his sissies had to go to school. And so our morning began. Every disappointment led to a melt down. Tears. Body thrown to the floor. It was going to be one of those days.
Coffee in hand, I stretched out long on the couch and snuggled in under my favorite down throw. Today, I would let him melt, and I would wait. As I took long sips from my hot, sweetened mug, more than caffeine was filling me. In that moment, with my boy, I drank in long sips of grace.
After he had spewed and spat for long enough - when his sobbing, flailing body was close - I silently picked him up and drew him in. With one quick move he was wrapped in soft, navy down and his mamma's love.
That is when the Spirit breathed this one line from His Word: He will quiet you with his love. (Zeph. 3:17)
We layed there long after the flood of tears dried up. My little love now fixed on Mickey Mouse dancing in his clubhouse and me reflecting...
How many times have I been the one melting? There is no doubt: I have thrown my share of fits. And God was there, poised and waiting for just the right moment to draw me in. Eyes swollen with tears, exhausted and undone, I have let Him tend to my soul's need for peace and comfort. His embrace, strong with a love that I can't begin to understand, calms me.
Challenge: Next time life gets me down and I melt (whether it looks like a full-blown temper tantrum, the silent treatment or a pity party) will I surrender to the embrace of my Father? Will I choose Him as my comfort today?