This is the first in a series featuring the adventures of Arnold A. Airplane. It was inspired by the birth of my grandson Jace.
I had the pleasure of taking care of Jace for about three hours one day. The last thirty minutes or so, he was asleep in my arms. As I was holding him and just looking down into his little face, my heart filled with a love I had not felt in many years. I then tried to analyze why I love him so much, since he wasn't doing anything. He was just there So I just drank in the moments, wishing that feeling of pure love would last forever.
I then thought about God's relationship with me. I have always thought I needed to perform, to be doing something for Him to make sure He will love me. But, as impossible as it seems, He loves me even more than I love Jace, and when He looks at me, His heart fills with love too. I don't need to give Him a reason to love me; He just does All I need do is desire to be near Him.
Thank you, my Father, for showing me You love me in the same way I love Jace and for sending Your Son to die for me so that I may experience your perfect love.