With tears streaming down my face, I sang The Blessing by Kari Jobe over my newborn baby boy while rocking him to sleep. I had never experienced the vastness of love until the day he was born. It completely overcame and overwhelmed me. He was created from my body, completely dependent on me. My new purpose in life was to take care of him. My entire identity had changed. In the past short few weeks, I’d memorized him, every feature of his face to what his cries meant. I learned these things because the baby boy born to me completely captivated my heart and showed me a love I never knew existed.
Just before rocking him to sleep, we’d started our new routine from the very beginning: diaper change, nurse, then rock. As I changed his diaper, he cried, wanting to eat but not wanting to wait. I quickly changed his diaper and zipped him back up. I sat down and got ready to feed him as he grew impatient. Once he begins to eat, every ounce of crying subsides. The thought came into my mind that I would never withhold anything good from him. I loved him so much, I took care of him, so of course I would ensure that all of his needs were met.
Does not the Lord do this for us? Psalm 84:11 says, “No good thing does he withhold from those whose walk is blameless.” Yet we cry out to him in the waiting because of our fleshly impatience. My love for my baby boy pales in comparison to the love that God has for us as His children. His love for his children is so deep and vast, and we can trust that if we are living for Him, He will withhold no good thing from us. Just as I’ve come to recognize my baby’s cries and needs, the Lord knows our needs and what is best for us.