Like a feeble baby who has just learnt to walk, I woke up this morning feeling strong inside and excited about the day. And just as a baby as soon as I took a few steps I fell, flat on my face. In that instance I knew not what to do, Do I cry, I asked myself or do I call out for help.
But just as a baby I realized there was no one to call out to. No one to share my fears with, no one to share my worries with, and even if there was they don’t understand baby talk hence they will not understand me and all they will say is sorry,sorry, sorry.I need not your pity I just need a listening ear.
Then it finally hit me just like a new born baby, whose mother knows what to say to calm the baby down and exactly what to do to make him feel better, God knows exactly what to say and what to do.
Normally it is the baby that does not speak intelligently but not the mother.
I’m rather of the reservation that although I feel ashamed of myself for not being able to walk successfully I’m sure God like a mother just smiled and said, “He will get it right next time”
I know I’m feeble so I stumble and fall but I know like a mother his always there to pick me up.
A mother’s sorry are not signs of pity but signs of support. God I thank you for being there and I thank you for letting me fall so I can learn to walk.
NB// (Det. 5 vrs 16) If I call God Father, then I must honor him at all times.