When I was a young Christian God was close
He held my hand and we walked together
When I stumbled He picked me up
When I was hungry He spoon fed me
When I was tired He led me to still water and gave me rest
And then, over the years, I grew up
God had taught me how to live and how to follow Him
He had taught me how to pick myself back up
He had taught me how to feed myself
He has never stopped caring for me or loving me
But I can walk alone now
I know how to make good decisions
I know the consequences of bad decisions
He has taken off the stabilisers and I’m riding solo
I don’t need Him in order to keep my balance
I don’t need Him to stop me from continually crashing
But I do still need Him
The ball is in my court though
When I need Him I need to seek Him out
I need to stop and listen and make time for Him
I won’t always feel Him right next to me
Why? Because He’s allowing me to stand on my own two feet
He’s allowing me to ride without limits
He’s giving me the space to make my own mistakes
He’s letting me get my teeth stuck into prime meat and not just pureed veg
He is still there for me
I just need to seek Him out
And not only when I need Him
But just because I want to
To thank Him
To praise Him
To worship Him
To be with Him
He may not feel as close as all those years ago
But I am closer to Him.