What do I know of You?

What do I know of you, who spoke me into motion..... 

 -What Do I know of Holy by Addison Road

 I am sitting here this morning, singing to my son on my lap as he bounces either laughing at me, or the angels making funny faces behind me as he drools all over my shoulder. (You know, when the babies are staring and laughing at obviously something, yet you can't see it or them..) So as I am sitting here, I become flooded with emotion and a couple little non-falling tears came into my eyes. It is so incredible how much I love this kid. I physically feel my love for radiating through my chest (either that or my milk is letting down-who knows...) and as I smooch his chubby little cheeks, I realized that is how much God loves each and every one of us. 
Which is pretty freaking incredible. I am boggled as to how I could love another one of my future children as much as I love Lukas (that adorable bubbalicious little boy to your right) . Yet, He loves each and every one of us that much. 

"Before I formed you in the womb I knew you, before you were born I set you apart;I appointed you as a prophet to the nations."

These words from Jerimiah 1:5 are some of many describing how God was there from the beginning; planning our life from where each hair on our head will be placed, to our future job. The same way that I thought about Luke's life while he was being formed inside of me. I feel like only now I have a tiny minuscule idea of His love for us. Of a parent to a child. The love of someone who was there from the beginning dreaming of your smile, and what you would become. 


So right now, as I sit here and listen to my son fake cry, (he's like -kind of crying, but when he the cry that he worked up fades out, he sits there and makes yelling type  of noises until he can work himself back up to a more realistic fake cry. All while watching sesame street.) I can sort of understand the way the the Lord allows to be foolish in our ways, yet is more than happy when we calm down and happily come back to Him. 


I love that no matter what He will always be there. When we are in troubled times we can go to him and he will carry us through it,  when we are sad-He's there to hear our cries and take our pain, and when things are going great-He is right there with us-loving us.


I think of the way my mother would do little things for me just because she loves me. I wouldn't even ask her, she just knew I needed or wanted something, and she did it for me. 
Just like those prayers you don't need, or even the things you didn't pray about because you thought you shouldn't pray for silly wants or little needs.  God comes through all awesome like and hooks you up! (I love my momma <3)


It's so great when God reveals himself to you in little ways, like he did to me this morning. When I feel like I don't know Him, he shows himself to me. 

If that isn't love, then what is love?