me to trust the love of my brother rather than his age. That Christmas morning didn’t change the fact I was still the eldest sister but what changed was how my heart saw my baby brother; a man in his own right at the tender age of 16.
Remembering this moment in time I ask how many times has the world handed me a leftover bag of nuts and bolts? And how many times have I allowed my concerns to over shadow my trust in God. His love for me goes beyond the love of my family’s, so much that He brought forth a savior on Christmas day to be born into a world that would reject him. He gave us the ultimate gift, His son, Jesus Christ. God’s word tells us in Proverbs 3:5:6,
“Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and lean not on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge Him, and He shall direct your paths."
Just as I needed to trust my baby brother with the assembly of my daughter’s rocking horse, I am to trust the Lord with assembling all the pieces in my life. No matter how many leftovers the world hands me, when I look to my savior He whispers the words “ trust me” to my heart and I believe in his good humor sends me a slight wink letting me know the springs under me will not fail.
Wishing you all a very Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!
Stacey is a mom, a grandmother and a woman after God’s own heart. Born and raised in the Deep South. She loves people, Cajun traditions, and sharing the love of God. She lives her southern life by God’s grace and love.
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