Looking Deep

When I looked at my children today I couldn't help but wander if my Father looks at me the same way.

There are times that I stare in amazement how they put two and two together when solving a 'problem'. The words that come out of their little mouths make my mouth drop...sometimes because I am astonished at their brilliance...while other times I am mortified by their words. They seem to embrace life (when it's convenient) most of the time. While other times, they get lost in the moment and just can't help it but too embrace it. When they are silent, I wonder if they are being still...or just burnt out from activity.

Is this what my Daddy sees when looking at me? Is He amazed when I problem solve in this adventure called life?

Are my words beaming with the brilliance that only He could teach? -Or is He mortified by what just 'slips out'?

Does He see me embracing this miracle of a second chance that He has given me at life? -Or am I already lost in the everyday life that the world gives...forgetting Who has given me it ALL?

Am I so focused on being burnt out? -Or am I consistent in being still before Him?

Tonight as I was putting them to bed, they looked younger & more vulnerable. Isn't it sweet how jammies and quiet can turn their faces more angelic. My angels. What is my example? Do they know Him through me? As I look at them, they are looking at me.

I am responsible for what they see. I MUST become His child at ALL times. Not just when time permits. I MUST be an obedient child in order for my children to see Him. It is my job. My duty. My privilege.

What do they see? What does He see? He is looking.

But, more importantly, what does He KNOW?!