Arms of Love

Imagine a young child falling and scraping their knee....before they even let a single tear slip - they run into the arms...the protection, the love, the comfort of their mother. In that place, in that safe haven, they release their tears...in the arms of love. What if....when we fall...when we "skin our spiritual knee"...if we were to run into the arms of God - and in the safety of His arms, in the arms of His love - if we look back at our situation, from His perspective?
How many times do we fall, and skin our knee- and try to figure out how to fix it, apply bandages, and Neosporin...and lament over our circumstances----removed from the arms of Love?
He sent His son....so that the arms of love are freely given to us. What if we were to put the bandages down? What is we stopped trying to fix it ourselves? What if we stopped feeling sorry for ourselves, our circumstances, our wounds? What if we turned and ran into the arms of love- and asked for His perspective...from the place of protection, safety, love and comfort of our Father's arms? What if we trusted in the baby, born in a manger? What if we trusted in the arms of love and in the protection of our Father?