She stands 34 inches tall, weighs approximately 30 pounds, has the voice of an angel, a giggle that will melt your heart, and the softest blonde curls you will ever touch. Her big brown eyes will captivate you and remind you why you traded in your schedule for hers and your wants for her needs. She is the newest addition to our home for the next 30 or more days through the Safe Families for Children program Daniel and I are involved in.
On Friday night at 5:30, dressed in pink, she stepped foot into my home and to my surprise she wasn’t scared, she wasn’t worried, and she was only shy for the first 60 seconds. She has only been saying “I’m three!” for two months and is absolutely full of life. She loves cheeseburgers, baby dolls, Mickey Mouse, and saying the phrase, “I got you!” as she giggles and jumps in your lap or tugs at your leg.
“I got you!”
Those three little words have been repeated so many times in the past 48 hours that I have grown numb to hearing them. However at one point tonight, those seemingly insignificant words, “I got you!” became significant, and noticeable again. You see, I was cleaning the living room and my mind was busy thinking about the worries of this life, the fear of the unknown, and the stress related to the tasks of the week, when her sweet voice came running towards me giggling her favorite phrase, “I got you!”
But as she kept repeating it and tugging at my leg, her voice turned into the voice of my heavenly Daddy, the One who holds me in the palm of His hand. I could hear Him saying in a calm and peaceful voice, “I got you!” It was also in that moment as she kept tugging for my attention that I realized her favorite phrase was also one of God’s favorite phrases. And if I stopped to listen, and if I stopped worrying and fretting for even just a second, I, too, would be able to feel Him tugging and saying “I got you!”
When looking back to that moment when a 34 inch tall little girl who weighs approximately 30 pounds, has the voice of an angel, a giggle that will melt your heart, and the softest blonde curls you will ever touch came into my home, I thought that I was going to be the one who showed her the love of my heavenly Daddy. I thought I was going to be the one who demonstrated to her how much He was caring for her through us. But as it turned out, in the short 48 hours that she has been by my side, God has used her to remind me how much He is loving and caring for me. He has reminded me that He is always running to me, tugging at my leg, and saying all day long, “I got you!” I just have to stop and listen.