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Childlike Faith on Board!


We’ve all seen the cutesy “Child on Board” signs suctioned to cars warning us to drive carefully as we follow in traffic. My comparison today is that it’s good to get on board with childlike faith.

I can’t really say I’m a “poster child” for trust when it comes to my trials and challenges in life, but I’m determined to keep learning how to trust God when life gets tough. How can childlike faith function in me when I’m under stress?


1. Obedience is required! In Genesis 22: 1-18, Abraham’s example of sacrificing his one and only son shows me his resolve to obey. I have always been grateful for Abraham’s keen ability to hear the angel of the Lord when his obedience was completed and his son was spared. Then I remember Jesus, who gave His life on the cross. I never want to take that sacrifice for granted; my levels of trust and hope grow when I think of what He did for me.

2. Believing is required! In Mark 9: 20-25, Jesus healed the boy with a mute spirit. When the family asked for compassion and healing, Jesus replied: “If you can believe, all things are possible to him who believes.”


3. Grace is required! In Acts 14: 26-27, the grace of God completed the work of strengthening the community of believers and even making some new converts despite persecution. It's nice to contemplate His grace and not so much my abilities!


4. Peace is required! In Philippians 4: 8-9, I must choose what I think about. Things that are true, noble, just, pure, lovely, good report…on these I should meditate.


Susanna posed for me today! Her easy-going temperament reminds me in this photo that trusting God is the way to go!

Comments

  1. LisaShawSeptember 8, 2009 at 1:06 PM

    I so enjoyed your message Mary but I even more so enjoyed that precious Baby Girl! Oh my goodness she is BEAUTIFUL!

    Love and prayers are with you.

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  2. rcubesSeptember 8, 2009 at 1:09 PM

    I just wonder where she got those "precious smiles" of her... She is so adorable.

    Your love for our faithful Savior is so inspiring. Yes, we must trust in no one alone but Christ. May the Lord continue to mold me and continue to do a heart surgery on me. To make me have a childlike faith that pleases Him. Blessings and love to you sister and thank you for sharing your precious grandchild with us.

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  3. AndreaSeptember 8, 2009 at 2:56 PM

    AMEN....
    Her picture reminds me to not only trust, but be content and happy about it.
    Blessings, andrea

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  4. Debbie PetrasSeptember 8, 2009 at 4:20 PM

    Very timely message Mary! And Susannah is adorable; what a precious smile she has. BTW, I just met Sassy Granny through Lisa's blog. Another AZ blogger!

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  5. Kathleen September 8, 2009 at 4:44 PM

    How adorable! I'll just bet that little one helps to put & keep everything in perspective. She's a pretty clever guest-blogger too!

    I see Debbie's mentioned that we met. How cool! Isn't it just about time for another Phoenix Blogger Lunch?

    I think of you and Carrie often.

    Hugs,
    Kathleen

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  6. LorenSeptember 8, 2009 at 6:09 PM

    Mary......She has a smile as beautiful as her grandmas and makes me smile with a heart full of love right back at her as I do with you!!!!

    What a wonderful lesson you have given us here today....yes Lord may be OBEY no matter what it takes, my we believe and forgive us when we doubt, let us have grace as you have so wonderfully shown us and may YOUR peace lead our every thought, decision and move!!!

    I love you Mary!! thankyou for sharing this with us today. be blessed as you obey, believe, give grace and walk in peace!!!

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  7. CarrieSeptember 8, 2009 at 7:12 PM

    great post Mom. I like the scriptures. I like the little girl too. ;)

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  8. LisaSeptember 8, 2009 at 8:22 PM

    Wonderful post and so true! We labor to enter into that faithful rest, don't we?

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  9. Pom PomSeptember 8, 2009 at 8:38 PM

    True! True! It's so hard not to think everything out, but simply trusting like a child feels right and good.

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  10. AlleluiabelleSeptember 8, 2009 at 9:10 PM

    Hi My Precious Sister,

    It's late again! I just had to pop in to say I love you and think of you often and I continue to pray for you.

    Suzanna, well...she's the MOST GORGEOUS LITTLE GIRL EVER!!!
    And that smile, yes, she takes after her mom and her grandma.

    Love you so much,
    Alleluiabelle

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  11. Musings of A MinisterSeptember 9, 2009 at 8:45 AM

    Excellent post. Great picture.

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  12. DeniseSeptember 9, 2009 at 8:47 AM

    Such a wonderful post sweetie, she is so cute.

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  13. christy roseSeptember 9, 2009 at 8:19 PM

    Oh My Goodness! She is so adorably cute!! And a wonderful reminder of how our hearts should trust our Father as a baby does theirs. Thanks Mary!

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  14. Peter StoneSeptember 13, 2009 at 7:37 PM

    What a lovely photo of Susanna! She's so cute.

    Great message too, I loved all the aspects you mentioned as to how we can have childlike faith too.

    God bless :)

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