I Am a Child of God

A couple days ago, I was at my sisters' house and I was watching her 6-month-old little boy. I wrapped him up in a blanket and turned the lights off to help him calm down before I put him in his crib. He started wailing! At that point, I held him, sang a couple lullabies and hoped he would begin to fall asleep. He did not. He really wanted his Mom. I started singing "I Am a Child of God."

"I am a child of God
and He has sent me here.
Has given me an earthly home,
with parents kind and dear.

Lead me, guide me, walked beside me.
Help me find the way.
Teach me all that I must do,
to live with Him someday."

As I started to sing the second verse, I began to tear up.

"I am a child of God,
and so my needs are great.
Help me to understand His words,
before it grows too late."

Here I am, holding this beautiful little boy. I was doing everything I could to help him feel loved and important. His needs are great. I am only his aunt, yet, I have every desire to help him with whatever needs he has. How much more does our Heavenly Father want to bless him? And in turn, bless each of us?

I am a child of God, and so my needs are great. I am grateful for a Father in Heaven who knows and understands my great needs and is always so willing to help, and love me.