She tugged at my shirt, "I've got to go..." she said. I looked down at my little five-year-old charge. I have been taking care of three little girls at Vacation Bible School at our church this past week. They are incredibly adorable, and love doing crafts, games, and hearing stories about Jesus. Tonight I had my little girls gathered about me as we listened to the pastor's wife tell about how to stay heathy.
I took hold of the little hand in mine and we went to the door. As we got to the hall I asked her if she had to go to the bathroom. Slowly she shook her head. Her lip quivered and her big eyes filled with tears as she said "I have to go find my daddy". Looking around her, she spied her desire; her father was waiting in the hallway. With a joyful leap, she ran down to her father and was gathered up into his arms. I quietly slipped back into the Bible room, letting father give the child the reassurance that he was there for her.
Sometimes we get caught up with the excitement of life and forget that we have a Father that is patiently waiting for us, never too far out of reach. He is there when we get lonely, or just need reassurance. He is always willing to take us into His arms when we are frightened. We never have to worry whether He will accept us, for He always will.
"For I am the Lord, your God, who takes hold of your right hand and says to you, Do not fear; I will help you." Isaiah 41:13
