The drawing was crude. It showed the sun, planets and a figure with never ending arms embracing the heavens to the edges unseen. The caption, scrawled with a child’s hand, read “I ‘heart’ u this much.” The paper, framed by my fingers tightly grasping it, reminded me that the Lord’s grace and love has nothing to do with what I do, but what He gives, freely to all those who want to partake. From the mouth and hand of a babe I received this drawing describing the love of the Savior. It isn’t about the material blessings or the favor He bestowed but the unconditional love this young boy captured from His heart to his mind and then to his hand. So as the busyness of life begins to consume me, I look at that picture now taped to my bathroom mirror and am reminded that my heart must be consumed with His love – and I must let that happen by remembering daily – sometimes moment by moment – what He has completed. It is all there for my taking – my receiving. Lord, let me remember I can do nothing to earn your love – I already have it.
