Baby At The Police Station

Tuesday, August 28, 2018
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1 John 5:18 – No one who has become part of God's family makes a practice of sinning, for Christ, God's Son, holds him securely, and the devil cannot get his hands on him. (TLB)

"A baby who has been left alone is being held down at the police station," said the message on our phone. My husband, the social worker on duty, asked if I'd go along with him as backup.

When we got to the station, he went off to find someone in charge. The sound of screaming was coming from a corner of the large reception room, where a young female officer was grappling with a red-faced, sweaty baby, a soiled pink sundress wrapped nearly around the child's neck.

"May I take her?" I held out my arms.

"Be my guest!" the cop said, handing me the baby.

With a sigh of relief, the little child nestled down in my arms, put her thumb in her mouth, and went to sleep, snuggled up against me as though I were life itself.

"Easy for you," the officer said, embarrassed. "You're a professional!"

I had no social work training, only the experience of being a mother. The baby seemed to know that she was in the arms of someone who had done this before.

When we are helpless and alone and all our resources have failed, God is here for us, holding out His arms for us to come and rest. He has done this before, and He will do it again, from everlasting to everlasting.

Deuteronomy 33:27a – The eternal God is your refuge, and his everlasting arms are under you. (NLT)

Prayer: Dear heavenly Father, we are so thankful for Your all-encompassing care for us, sometimes in the sense of mothering. Always being reminded that this is the world that You have made and that You are in charge of, we can rest in Your arms, safe from all the uncertainty and sadness in this world and fearing no evil. Thank You for the experiences that continue to remind us of Your care in all our distress. In Jesus' name, we pray. Amen.

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Rose DeShaw <rise370@gmail.com>
Kingston, Ontario, Canada

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1 Comment

  • PresbyCan Feedback says:

    Thanks for sharing, Rose.


    Oh Rose! That is such a wonderful comparison!


    This says it all! Thanks for sharing,
    (BC)


    Thanks for a good reminder Rose.
    Blessings.


    Thank you, Rose, for sharing this touching and encouraging devotional with us. Blessings.


    Dear Rose:
    Thank you for your beautiful message. Even at 71 years of age. I still feel I can fit snuggly in the lap of my Father and be safe.
    May He bless you and yours always.


    Hi Rose,
    Such a wonderful story this morning, especially during these tumultuous times. It is so good to be reminded that God is our refuge at all times.
    Thank you for writing, I always enjoy your devotionals.


    Greetings,
    Thanks for the writing of this morning’s devotional. So relevant to the comfort we receive from the all-encompassing love of our Saviour.
    Blessings,
    (B.C.)


    Dear Rose,
    I thank God that you could do what Jesus chose you to do for the baby who was in need of comforting.
    May we all be happy to do what Jesus wants us to do in all ways.
    Thank you for your words: “… You are in charge of, we can rest in Your arms, safe from all the uncertainty and sadness in this world and fearing no evil.”
    Please continue to write for Jesus’ sake.


    Hi Rose,
    Good on you… great story… happy ending?
    Blessings.


    Hi Rose, first of all I’m so glad the baby found comfort in your arms. They truly do know when they feel safe and secure. Secondly, I am so thankful for the comfort of God’s arms that you mentioned in your Devotional. Our precious Lord’s arms are always open wide and always willing to receive and accept his children. Bless you today!

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