“I made a new friend,” my youngest daughter said. She took a sip of her drink and peered at me over the top of her glasses.
“I see that,” I answered with a nod toward the little boy standing very close to our table. “What’s his name?”
She turned to him, “What’s your name?”
He said something unintelligible. We asked him to repeat himself, and I responded with the few words I understood. “Oh, Ninja Turtle!”
Nodding, he posed like a warrior and looked at my daughter for approval.
“C’mon,” she said to him and ran back into the play area.
He stayed very close to her. Because we were in such a public place and he didn’t look any older than four-years-old, I didn’t worry. In fact, it was cute how he stared at her with open admiration of her beauty and never let her get too far away.
I have an old Friend. He goes by so many wonderful names, but sometimes I just need to remember that He is my Warrior.
“Do not be afraid of them; the LORD your God Himself will fight for you” (Deuteronomy 4:22).
He will fight for you as well. He stays closer than a brother, gazes at you with utter adoration and remains faithful every minute of every day.
My daughter and the Ninja played tag, and he fell and got hurt. After a good cry in his mama’s arms, he got up and started following another girl around!
But not our God. Not our Jesus. We injure Him over and over, but He continuously stays with us. May we be wooed back to our Warrior today and enjoy the safety of His protection and the glory of His nearness to us.