The other night we were supposed to get
together with a partner and tell them how God has been faithful in my
life. I came to a sudden conclusion that gave me a new meaning to a
perspective of God. I was reminded of how much I love my nephew,
Aiden. Now, I feel I need to do a little explaining here. If anyone
has know me for more than a week in these last two years knows just
how much I love him.

He is my baby, at least that is what I
call him. Aiden is the wallpaper on my desktop. Aiden is my
screensaver. I have three pictures on my wall and two of them have
him in it. I have a picture folder on my computer devoted just to
Aiden. Whenever I get the chance to talk to home I spend half the
time talking with/to him. I love him so much that I think my heart
would explode if I love him anymore.

I had always heard this metaphor before
but it was never real to me. It never really had sunken in. I didn't
have kids. I didn't know what is was like to love someone just
because of who they are. I mean I love my parents and relatives but
it's different when there is never a time when you didn't remember
loving them, and on the hard days to love them you remember that you
have to. But with Aiden everything is different. There aren't any
hard days to love him. There might be days were I'm frustrated with
him, or he is being a real pain, but always an hour after he is
asleep I miss him. I miss his presence and I can't wait until he
wakes back up.

It is hard to even fathom that my God
loves me like that. My God loves me THAT much, actually even more
than that. That is just a drop in the bucket, in comparison to God's
love for me.