A born-again heart is like a
little child
Except in Jesus, it will never rest in anything
Even if it goes astray in this World
It doesn't know how to find its
way back on its own
All it knows is to cry like a little
child
The heart of God is like that
of a nursing mother
Whenever He hears the cry of His child
He searches with pain and distress
Each of our tears are in His account
Nothing will go unnoticed in the Heavenly Father’s eyes
Jesus' love doesn’t expect anything in return
Except to restore the relationship for which He died!
© 2018 Arun
Jebaraj
