My one-year-old baby girl doesn’t seemed phased by the fact that it is still snowing on the second of MAY. I walked her outside for only a few seconds into the unseasonably cold air that didn’t seem to affect her spirits in the slightest. She still napped her normal amount, played like usual, and even met new milestones of waving her hands to say “hello” and covering her face to play peek-a-boo. She just takes life as it comes without any fear or worry that her summer is being infringed upon by the lengthy winter. She has complete trust to carry on without any notions of regrets or anxiety of what might be around the corner. My baby girl holds no grudges or pride that keeps her back from living life to the fullest and completely embraces and accepts whatever challenges we, or nature, puts in her path – whether that’s driving for three days straight across the country, moving her nap space to an RV, driving home from Costco three hours past bed time, or snow falling in May. Did I mention that it’s MAY? Did I mention that it is STILL snowing?
Oh sweet girl, I want that kind of trust! Trust to just let go of my expectations, my dreams, my hopes, my desires, my pride, and just take life as it comes. There is so much I miss, so many blessings right in front of me that go unnoticed, or shoved off in annoyance, or unseen simply because my mind is dwelling on the anxieties and what-ifs of life, or on things I don’t have instead of what I do have. What if for a moment I forgot what month we were in and instead noticed how well the pure white snow and lush green grass complement each other. But the fear of missing something tomorrow causes me to miss the beauty of today.
I pray not just for child-like faith but to have the faith of a baby.