Enough

I’ve sometimes wondered…

Do I love my babies too much?

Do I hold them too much?

Do I think about them too much?

Do I talk about them too much?

Do I dream about them too much?

Do I look at them too much?

How much is “too much”?

And my mind shifts to God – the way he looks at me, thinks of me, pursues me.

The way he loves me.

“How precious to me are your thoughts, O God! How vast is the sum of them! If I would count them, they are more than the sand.” (Psalm 139:17-18a)

I’m pretty sure I’m always on his mind.

I’m pretty sure I’m his favorite.

I’m pretty sure that his heart wells up with pride as he talks about me whenever given the chance.

(Sort-of like he does with you, too.)

And if my role as a parent is to reflect the heart of God to my children…

Then perhaps there’s no such thing as loving and hugging and holding and thinking and dreaming and kissing and snuggling and caring and nurturing too much.

After all, my “too much” is woefully less than his “enough”.

I’m so glad he holds and hugs my children with me.

Our love, together, is complete.

Are you receiving his “enough” today?

{Originally Posted on Click, Clink Five}