Our God Who Protects

Tonight I had a scary moment.  A very scary moment.  Lily was playing under the dining room table, just as she's done numerous times before.  I happened to look over and see that she had appeared to pick something up off of the rug so I quickly came over to investigate.  In the split second it took me to blink on the way over, she must have put said object into her mouth.  I wasn't even sure she had anything in her mouth, but something (or should I say, Someone) told me to check.  I stuck my finger in there and felt something decent size and started to get that instant panicky feeling come on.  I was fortunately able to swiftly sweep it out and discovered that it was a sharp, jagged piece of plastic!  Oh my stars, my heart skipped a beat!!  I have no idea where it came from but the fact that it made it's way into her grasp left me unsettled.  We had just nearly encountered a life or death situation and it made me pause.

I paused to acknowledge our great God.  To stop in the middle of my me-centered day and once again recognize that God holds each and every breath that we take.  He is there watching every little detail, including a baby's curious little hands, even when a mama's eyes do not.  Psalm 27:1 declares, "The Lord is my light and salvation - so why should I be afraid?  The Lord is my fortress, protecting me from danger, so why should I tremble?"  So tonight, as my precious daughter was sleeping in my arms before I laid her down, I was holding her a little tighter and praising our God who protects.