Safe in His Arms

Yesterday we drove by a family on a motor bike. Its a pretty normal occurence to see a dad driving with a child in his lap and a mother holding onto him with one arm and a baby with the other. This was a little different, though, because the small girl that the dad was holding was knocked out sleeping. Her head was just resting on his arm while he drove.

That is the most beautiful example of safety and trust I've ever seen.

She had no thought for going 50 mph down a narrow road full of potholes with huge buses coming the other direction, vehicles passing at will, horns blowing, dogs running out into the street. She was asleep in her father's arms, content and safe.

I don't think I even have to expound very much on this analogy. I just imagine God whispering that He's that Father. All we have to do is rest, content and safe in His arms without a fear or care of the dangers surrounding us.

Psalm 23:1,4, "The LORD is my shepherd, I shall not be in want...Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me."