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Last night as my 6-year-old daughter and I were saying our nightly prayers, I asked her if there was anything that was worrying or bothering her that she would like to pray about. She thought for a moment and then said, “No, I can’t think of anything,” and at that moment I thought boy, that must be nice.

Not a care or concern on her little heart or mind. How free her little heart must feel.

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I was so envious in that moment of her innocence. I thought to myself that I would give anything to not have one worry on my heart. So often I feel like my heart is overwhelmed by worry.

Our God tells us to have faith like little children, like this sweet little girl of mine.

She wasn’t worried about what tomorrow would be like, she was simply free. She felt secure in my arms and safe knowing her God above was watching over her.

God tells us to have faith like little children, like this sweet girl of mine . . . and my heart was reminded that I too can have such freedom.

I can lay my fears and burdens at His feet and feel safe in His embrace.

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I can let my head hit the pillow with peace knowing He is watching over me.

I can hold on to His promises that are never-changing.

I don’t have to worry about tomorrow because I know He holds all of my tomorrows in His hands.

I can let my heart be light because I know He covers me with His wings.

I can release my anxiety to Him knowing His peace will cover me.

And like my sweet girl curled up next to me with her head on my shoulder, I know I can do the same to my God. I can draw in close to Him, I can lean on Him for support and know He will never leave me or forsake me.

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In moments like this, I know God uses the innocence of my children to teach me how to approach Him. To come to Him and never doubt I am safe under His watch. 

The innocence of children is a beautiful thing to witness, and I pray my heart can be as pure as I approach my God. My God who calls us to be like children and never doubt that He will protect and care for us.

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Jennifer Toscano

I am a wife, mother to two beautiful daughters and a follower of Jesus. I recently started my blog as a way to document my journey in faith and to share God's great love with others. I also love to cook, read and do graphic design. You can find me on Facebook: facebook.com/aheartfullofhope and on my website: AHeartFullofHope.com writing about faith, hope and motherhood.

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