baby kisses

This week I was reminded that the Lord truly looks upon the heart. I made a rough attempt to serve and show love and felt that I bumbled my way through. As I reflected on how I should have done things differently I felt the love of my Father in Heaven and His absolute delight in my attempt.

When our children were young I was thrilled by their first attempts to show affection. The dive bomb, slimy, puckerless kiss. I was so happy my baby was learning to love that I didn't mind the slobber and snot coating my cheek.

Sometimes my attempts to give and to serve are like those baby kisses - messy.  I am grateful for the sweet assurance that the Lord recognizes my intent and delights in my attempt. I hope to be the kind of person who judges according to intent rather than impact. The kind of person who see messy, bumbled attempts to serve as baby kisses.