A lot.
When my daughter was a baby, she wasn’t the most patient infant. She’d go from sleeping to screaming in a matter of seconds. What began as a whimper would soon become a cry, which would escalate into a full-blown wail, complete with red face, kicking feet, and thrashing arms. The whole neighborhood knew when she was hungry.
As time passed, she learned she didn't have to scream and thrash to let us know she had a need. She didn't panic when her first whimper went unattended. Best of all, she learned that we loved her and delighted in caring for her. She learned to trust us.
Sometimes I act like my daughter.
When life throws me a curve ball, I can go from a whimper to an all out cry in less than a minute. Fear and panic rise up in me, and I am overwhelmed. I feel abandoned and alone. I begin to doubt that God will hear and answer my cry. As my fear escalates, my imagination goes crazy, my heart races, and I become more and more distraught. Before long I can become hopeless—an emotional and spiritual wreck.
Psalm 46:10 echoes the sentiment: "Be still and know that I am God."
In times of trouble, I must take every thought captive to the obedience of Christ, make my need known to the Father, and be still. I must rest in the fact that he loves me, cares about my needs, and is trustworthy. I must choose not to listen to the voice of the enemy that causes my heart to fear. I must choose instead to trust in the God who cared enough to die for me.
I don’t know if Jesus cried as a baby, but I suspect he did. When his little tummy was empty or his diaper was wet, he might have let out a whimper or two. One thing I know for certain, though, is that he never cried because he doubted his Father’s ability or desire to care for him.
May we all be more like the baby Jesus this holiday season.
"He who did not spare His own Son, but delivered Him up for us all, how shall He not with Him also freely give us all things?" (Romans 8:32).
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I was just wondering the exact same thing today! My firstborn was colicky - he cried a whole lot! I came to the conclusion that Jesus cried as a baby, too - he wept as an adult right, so why not as a baby?
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I'm pretty sure He cried. He was 100% human and 100% God--a mystery we can't understand, but He was a human baby. Baby's cry as their means of communicating. However, I don't think He cried impatiently or ever cried out of selfishness, just to communicate that He had a need.
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I love how you connected wailing with a lack of trust. And Ps 131:2 is a perfect fit here!
ReplyDeleteGood post! I love how you tied crying to lack of trust.
ReplyDeleteLike you, I expect Jesus did cry. After all, that is how babies communicate before they learn to speak.
You make a good point, though, that He was likely an unusually contented child, resting in the security of the Father's love.
This is beautiful. We all need reminders to stop and trust in the Father. I agree that Jesus likely did cry being fully man as well as fully God, especially since crying is communication for babies. I just downloaded the Kindle sample of your book. Looking forward to checking it out.
ReplyDeleteHaving been the frustrated mother at wits end, I imagine Mary thinking, "You're the son of GOD! Why can't you stop crying and tell me what's the matter??" Mothering is hard work, and I imagine she didn't always get it right, either.
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