As I’ve spent the last two months caring for my new baby boy I’ve had occasion to reflect on my relationship to him, and how that correlates to my relationship with my heavenly Father. I’ve gleaned some interesting truths that I’d like to share.
Evan appears to deal with acid reflux, an issue that is not uncommon in newborn babies. As such, when he is hungry, at times he will fight the bottle, because the act of eating or sucking can worsen his symptoms. Even apart from any reflux symptoms, the fact that he is a baby means that he doesn’t really willfully control his hands, and sometimes in his impatience to eat will slap the bottle away, or move his head back and forth, making it hard to even give him what he so desperately wants! In my flesh I tend to get frustrated, thinking, “Evan, I am trying to help you. Quit fighting me!”. On one occasion, that thought went through my head, and then the father reminded me of my own situation.
If you have read my recent posts on faith you know about my struggles to learn to trust Him that He is working on my behalf. How often in the last few months have I shaken my head at him, or beat the air in my impatience to get what I wanted? Am I really any more than a spiritual baby, or at most a toddler, especially when it comes to trusting my Father? It certainly makes me wonder, and it certainly helps me see Him in a different light, as I see things more from His perspective, seeing how I feel about my son.