I held my second cousin in my arms and stared into her eyes, I cannot help but to think about what goes through her mind and everything else that she is about discover in this world...
This little girl was born the very same day I celebrate my birthday every year. I know that this means nothing but it feels like I am somewhat close to her sharing that special day. I was handed her at one point to carry her around the house while everyone is busy doing something, and I held her close to me, feeling cautious even with how I carried her, thinking that I am making sure she is comfortable and remembering how I locked my arms with intensity so that I would not let her fall. I was nervous and protective.
But as a few moments passed by as I held her in my arms for a few minutes alone, I began to think about how I could not wait for the day that I become a father. I felt a connection with her that I could not help but started to pray in my heart that God would pursue her until she would eventually come to the point where she could embrace God and His love.
This is not my child... but I cannot imagine what it is like if my own were to be in my arms then and I could see how much I would love on her with everything I have, until my strength gives way at death. But importantly, that she is found in the arms of Jesus.
So I prayed that she finds God... that she finds Jesus, because He is already chasing her now.
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