To be Two

As I was watching Sylvie play the other day I thought to myself how fun it must be to be two. I don't think I remember anything from that age but it sure looks like an amazing age to be. There are so many things Sylvie learns in one day. And the joy she finds in such little things is amazing. She can stand at the kitchen sink playing in the water for hours, play endless rounds of peek-a-boo, and give kiss after kiss to Jeremy, Grace, and me. Sometimes I can't even figure out what she's smiling or laughing at. There are times when she will just burst out laughing and run down the hall. What prompted that? Other times she'll look at me and say whatever word is on her mind with excitement she can't contain. Sometimes that word is something as simple as the bow in her hair. When was the last time I took that much joy in just being? And the fun of being the size of a two year old! Yes, it would be scary to be so small. But it would also mean Daddy can swoop you up with one arm and in an instant you're in flight. It's amazing how easily Sylvie is comforted simply by our presence, a smile, or a hug. This must be the faith Jesus was referring to in Mark 10:15. I'm just reminded now I need to be comforted that easily by God's presence. I need to continue to trust Jesus with the faith and trust of a child, for I am a child of God.