The baby is in her clingy stage right now. The 10-month mark is just around the corner, and she's right on schedule with her social skills. This includes learning to clap, learning to be proud of herself, and.... not wanting me more than 2 feet away from her at any time. She wants to constantly have my attention. She likes to make sure that I see everything I am doing, make sure that I see where she's pointing. Another thing she loves to do is climb on me. I'm her own personal jungle gym lately. We have so much fun playing on the floor, her crawling over my legs, using me for balance and she uses my head/nose/back/arms as an aide to stand herself up. She's also into exploring. Apparently my face, eyes, teeth, tongue, ears, and hair (which she doesn't quite get is ATTACHED to my HEAD...OUCH) are some of the most fascinating things in the world right now. And when she needs comfort, she immediately reaches for me. Dozens and dozens of times a day. If she needs something from her bottle to a toy to help getting up, I hear her call for me: "Em!! Em!!" Over and over. And I reassure her: I'm right here. I'm not going anywhere. Over and over.
Do I mind this? Do I mind having tiny hands reaching for me over and over again throughout the day? Do I mind having my name called again and again? (For those of you mom's out there saying "Yah you don't mind NOW, wait til she's 3 and you're SICK of it--- I was a teacher with a classroom full of special ed children-- I remember all too well what its like to have my name called 200 times a day until I was sick of hearing my own name. ) But I don't. I love this baby girl. I love hearing my name. I love knowing that she can count on me to help her. I love knowing that I've got something to offer her: comfort. It makes ME happy that she is happy to spend time with me. It makes ME happy to know that she feels better just by curling her little body up in my lap. It makes me happy just to know that I can be here for her. In fact, I long to be here for her. If she's sad, I hope that I am always here to comfort her and be here for her. I hope that she will always know that I'm here for her.
I think its safe to say that GOD feels the same way. He actually longs to comfort us, longs to be here for us. It makes Him happy to be here for us in our times of trouble. Just like I don't judge the baby or look down on her for needing me, neither does God judge us for needing Him.
Just look at a few of the verses I found on the comfort that God offers:
18 I have seen his ways, but I will heal him;
I will guide him and restore comfort to him,
19 creating praise on the lips of the mourners in Israel.
Peace, peace, to those far and near,"
says the LORD. "And I will heal them."
As a mother comforts her child, so will I comfort you.
Shout for joy, O heavens; rejoice, O earth; burst into song, O mountains! For the LORD comforts his people and will have compassion on his afflicted ones.
Comfort, comfort my people, says your God.
2 Corinthians 1:3-4
Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, 4who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves have received from God.
Are you going through a hard time right now? How about letting the Comforter comfort you and bring you peace? It not only makes Him happy to help you out and offer you comfort, but he is just waiting for you to ask.