Today I heard one of my favorite authors compare God’s yearning for His children to the yearning of a nursing mother for her baby. It just so happens that I currently find myself in the fortunate situation of nursing our third child. What a blessing it is to fully understand the power of this parable!
When baby Luke is hungry, my chest physically aches at the sound of his cry. What an appropriate comparison to the way our Lord - the one high priest able to physically, emotionally, and spiritually sympathize with us (Heb 4:15) - must feel when we cry out from the depths of our neediness! When we cry out for that which our fragile human heart needs, His chest must ache, swollen with the life-sustaining love He offers.
Just as I have everything my baby needs for nourishment, we, “like newborn babies, crave pure spiritual milk, so that by it [we] may grow up in [our] salvation” (1 Peter 2:2). All we need, He has and is and all He has and is, is the root of every craving of our souls. Certainly, we fill these cravings with a variety of inappropriate and insufficient things of our own design, but they never fail to leave our souls malnourished. Even a baby knows better than to be satisfied with less than that which nourishes him. So too, let us not settle for that which stifles the cry of our hearts for but a moment. Instead, let us seek out the bread of life, the pure spiritual milk which strengthens, soothes, and satisfies.
My new baby boy is so very dear to me. He steals my attention with every sigh, every smile, every coo and every sneeze. So much so, in fact, that I have to make a conscious effort to pay my other two children the same amount of attention. Fortunately, while God is as enraptured with His children as I am with baby Luke, He is not captive to time or space, and so is able to fawn over every one of his children simultaneously, regardless of age or need. In fact, God tells us that a mother is more likely to forget her nursing child than He is to forget us (Isaiah 49:15). Remember that the next time you feel as if God has forgotten you. Remember to direct your cries to Him, the only One equipped to nourish and satisfy.