As A Child

     Remember when you were little? As a child you believed. Believed in fairies, princess', leprechauns and all the other things that lived in your imagination. Sometimes your imagination went wild. When this was me, my mom gently steered me back to reality and then would show me the wonders of the world around me. The magic that was happening right in front of my nose in my own back yard. Did anyone ever have that scary something under the bed or in the closet in your bedroom at bedtime? I did and once more my imagination was running wild. Again there was my mom coaxing me back to reality. Assuring me that I was never alone. Sharing with me that I had someone special in my heart. All I had to do was believe and trust that He was there. He was Jesus. My Jesus. My strength and my courage to keep the scary monsters at bay and I wasn't alone. Wow! That was so awesome for me to think that in my head as a child. It is so easy to forget this as a grown up and my "grown up monsters" get the best of me. Here is when I need to go back to that place I knew as a child. Back to Him. Back to the place that faith is waiting for me.