A Childlike Faith

“Dadi, hold Zek.”

Thus our eldest son would often says every time we reminded him that we are about to cross the street. As part of our practical safety training to him, we always prompt him to immediately stop and step aside whenever he sees a car is coming his way, to always look ahead where he is going and to hold our hands before crossing any street. Normally he would oblige unless his toddler excitement and enthusiasm to get somewhere that is of extreme interest for him catches his attention like his favorite convenience store with car toys or a watering hole he can stump his little feet into or the garden playground with kiddie slides and see-saws. He would run with aimless gusto unmindful of the hazards along the way. This is when my wife or I have to run after him to insists on the basics and prevail upon his innocent objections. He must let us hold onto him and not him holding unto us.

The key to our faith is the same childlike attitude.

Whether we are basking in the glory and grandeur of personal triumphs or have gotten engrossed with the worries and concerns of our lives, we should pause oftentimes and look up to our Father who looks after our welfare with genuine and unconditional love. The realization must be that we have no independent control over our fate, that His gentle hands are always reaching out inviting us to trust in His ways and that He mean everything for good in our lives.

Do not hold unto Him because a really serious and abrupt event in our lives can dislodge our grip and exposed ourselves to danger or get lost along the way.
Let Him hold us because He leads us to safety. He will not let us either fall or go astray.

Let this be our personal prayer.
Dear God, hold me.