Being a new parent is rough. Sleepless nights, constant crying, feeling very unsure of yourself, and all the while trying to learn how to care for another living person. A tiny person, who cannot communicate exactly what they need, nor can they understand you when you plead with them to just give you a moment as you prepare a bottle to quell their hunger.
Many thoughts have run through my mind over this past month. Mainly “how am I ever going to get through this?” Luckily, my husband and I have had a few short conversations that have opened our eyes to some sobering realities. Those being that we are God’s children, and He sees us just as we see our child.
"He won't latch," I sigh to my husband. "I just don't understand. It's right in front of him."
"I know, we're giving him everything he needs, but he refuses to accept it," he commiserates.
This must be how God sees us. Giving us all the love and grace we could ever need just to be spurned. Laying His plan out before us only for us to bemoan the labors we must face. Fortunately for us, in His perfection, He is infinitely more patient than we could ever hope to be.
"Why are his eyes so glassy?"
"Babies sight after birth is, like, 20/400. He can't see much of anything right now unless it's right in front of him."
Fortunately, our son’s vision will grow clearer over time. Spiritually, how limited is our own sight? Isn't it sometimes hard for us to see the good things God has placed in our lives? Through our trials and spiritual growth, our vision and realization of such things grows; we are humbled and become much more grateful for every little thing we have come to possess. Even a newborn who will cry if you dare to put them down.