As a Little Child
July 23 2004
Luz Cintron
This morning while in prayer He spoke into my heart. It was a word for a sister but also for each one of us who trust His name.
He is called El Shaddai.
I remembered Psalm 22....
But you are the one who took me from my mother's womb, you made me trust when I was on my mother's breasts. Since my birth I've been thrown on you; you are my God's from my mother's womb.
Psalm 22: 9-10
Becky my dear sister, she told me that some years ago there was a situation with Romanian orphans that were being adopted by American families. These children in their orphanages, were put in cardboard boxes and left there the first few months of their lives. They were not attended as newborns are to be, not cared as newborn babies usually are. They were fed but not nurtured. No nurturing to these children handicapped them. When their adoptive parents brought them to the states they found these children were different. There was a family she knew, who took the baby to a neurologist for tests and they found that the baby's brain was wired differently. The nurturing touch of a mother causes the body to release certain substances that stimulates the brain to create its connections. That process was hindered for a lack of touch and as a result their brain connections showed up differently. I understood then so clearly, when He calls us creatures of trust, that is exactly what we are, He knows since He made us and everything reveals by working in us His purpose.
Psalm 22 says, that He caused him to trust on his mother's breasts. Then the word which He spoke made perfect sense to me. For He said to me, He is the many breasted One, and to the woman He gave breasts, one placed to each side of the heart. He also caused us to be born speechless, no one knows how to talk or walk , even lacking the fundamental coordination to grab things and that bears His purpose. He has fashioned it all, so that He causes us to be trained into trust by being born completely helpless.
When we are born, all we know to do is cry. Our sight is even very short. We can see only so far, and then is perfect, because it is the exact distance between the breast and the face. We are born with "focused" vision so to speak, set to focus on the mother's face. That is Him. That is all we need. When the child is nursing, all he sees is mommy's face and all else is blurry. When we see that face all discomfort and even the pains of hunger disappear.
He told me, that's all that is needed.
What is prayer? Why do we cram prayers with words? There is nothing wrong in talking that is not my point. All that is needed is to cry out, the tenderness of His compassionate heart can't help but coming to us, as the mother who hears her child's cries, comes to Him. Isn't it written, even if my mother and father forsake me.... He will not? His love is perfect.
He said He has placed breast to each side of the heart, because it is from His heart that we are sustained. He could have placed breast on the woman's butt. It doesn't work like that. He does not give us the refuse, the waste, but the best. He could have placed breast on the knees. No it doesn't work like that either. He doesn't plan to keep us low and distant. Instead He has fashioned them to be exactly where He can cradle us in His arms and show to us His face, sheltered by His smile.
When I nursed there was always an automatic response between my child and me. At home when he was feeding he would look at me and I would smile at him. With time, I still remember he would smile back and sometimes a little bit of milk would spill by the corner of his lips. "you made me trust when I was on my mother's breasts." The first communication in our lives is speechless. It has no words. That is the language of trust.
Our fears makes us to complicate things, sometimes like one who burns a strange fire before Him. That is what sin does to us. Separate us, creates the illusion that we must perform, do something to undo what is wrong, convince, even to create strife between Him and us. But we don't need to strive... "Look unto the child and learn" that is what He said this morning. He created us to become vessels of trust. Even in our bodies it is written in the way He has caused us to be formed and born. Our very lives reveal His wisdom.
He looks for an empty space in which He can Emmanuel. If we go silent, if we stop doing our gifted things, if we just look up to him and cry, the tender embrace and the warmth of His breast will reveal the beating of His heart never far away from us. He will clean us and feed us and teach us and lead us. All we need is cry until we come to trust. Our very need is His motive. He needs no persuasion, for love in Him has been persuaded to love. That is Who He is. But sometimes we pray, not from a place of trust but of fear and multitudes of words cover our fears. Like a child who wants to close the eyes and make the world go away, we pray like that and in closing our eyes we miss His face.
All our problems, and I mean ALL problems there are under the sun, through the ages and around the world... all of them have One solution. I know, He told me this morning and I tested it. I thought of every person I carry in my heart and the answer was the same. Healing? (Physical, emotional and spiritual) Restoration? Provision? Salvation? Name it. Think about it and name it. All of them have one solution: Emmanuel.
In His presence there is no need at all.
Sometimes His hand deals heavy to cause us to yield rightly. Sometimes as the first disciples we too are brought to the shame of our true condition and we face our own weakness being allowed to fail so that pride is exposed in us. We tend to esteem ourselves higher than we should and then, imagination try to take the place of faith. It is not in vain, that it is written, that He resists the proud. That is why we are allowed to be humbled like Peter who denied the Lord. Then we see who we truly are and the sting of pride being exposed is neutralized in us. Then we like Peter can become an empty space in which He can Emmanuel. No wonder his shadow would heal!
Don't look for power in the high and exalted places for He dwell in the broken and contrite heart. That He can not refuse. Cry unto Him and trust Him until you see His face, for under that face all need is met. Under that face we are clean, fed, sustained, nurtured and trained with a smile. Never of something we may have done, for in truth we can do nothing. It is because of who he cause us to become, that is His doing, not ours and that reveals the glory of the wisdom of His love. All we need to know is how to cry. Funny that is the very first sign of life when we are born after taking our first breath.
I never quite fully understood what was written on Hebrews 5:8
Even though he was the Son, he learned obedience through his sufferings.
I always wondered what kind of obedience a person who is not rebellious has to learn. The next verses on Hebrews 5:9-11 continues...
"and after he had been brought to the goal, he became the source of eternal deliverance to all who obey him, since he had been proclaimed by God as a cohen gadol to be compared with Malki-Tzedek."
Today this has been opened to my understanding. Because our Savior, He is our way and if he learned obedience was not to conquer any disobedience in Him but to show us the way in which we, as creatures of trust may overcome by yielding to obedience that trusts. He learned from His birth as it is written in Psalm 22, from His mother's breasts and through all sufferings until the end. He did not come unto us as the All Knowing one, but He made Himself as one of us and allowed the wisdom of God to train Him and guide Him as one of us, to show us by learning Himself how to yield to the wisdom from above and in that wisdom to receive the secrets things reserved for us.
By looking to our Savior I can see the heart of God, to raise us from death unto life and to crown us with the glory of His presence, Emmanuel. For He speaks from under the cherub's wings, where the mercy seat is found, as we are called to look to the resting place in which we are called to sit (Yeshua), and if we sit, all labor has stopped so He can speak, even as the blood has been brought to be applied to us.
For Christ came to meet His disciples caught in the middle of the storm, far away from the shore. And when they saw Him they thought Him to be a ghost. But He was walking upon the waters in the middle of a storm. (Mat 14:24-27) which reminds me of many storm scriptures regarding the Lord but of one more than others in Nahum 1:3
The LORD [is] slow to anger, and great in power, and will not at all acquit [the wicked]: the LORD hath his way in the whirlwind and in the storm, and the clouds [are] the dust of his feet.
It is not without a teaching that the Prince of Peace came walking to His disciples in the midst of lake within a storm. Then He says to them; "Be of good cheer; it is I; be not afraid. " He who calls us to learn obedience through suffering has already suffered Himself. If we can focus on His face until all else fades we shall walk on the waters with Him. The shadow of His smiling face that rejoices in all gladness over us, from all things suffered and endured for our sake, is our shelter and a canopy of glory that shall cover Israel when He restores the tabernacle of David, Emmanuel.
For we are presently being emptied to create a space for Him among men. We are brought to decrease in our esteem so that He can be revealed and become esteemed by men, He, the desired of all nations, mankind only hope. If we trust, all we need to do is cry, "Lord Yeshua, have mercy on us for we are sinners!", even without words He will understand and supply all.
Sweet fellowship of hope is my Savior to me loving embrace of thorns that pierced through all my dreams in Him I find my rest in the midst of the storm tender sight of His love that soothes my soul from fears.
All is well, all is rest, under His sight so dear truth unveiled in the flesh surrendered in peace I have no more to want than to lay in His arms it is well oh dear soul, when His love casts out fear.
I know not how to love, but His love loves in me and cleaves throughout my soul to keep me always near and from me loves Him back leaving behind it hope I am His , He is mine, come now joy or come tears.
Your servant in His love;
Luz C. Cintrón
Let us be glad and rejoice,
and give honour to him:
for the marriage of the Lamb is come, and his wife hath made herself ready.
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