A baby's fuss
There is something in a baby's soft fuss. Not the inconsolable cries, but the gentle fusses...the ones I know will stop the moment I pick her up. In fact, I am often rewarded with one of her famous, full-body smiles while a tear yet stains her cheek.

I am often inspired by the simplicity of a baby's view of the world. They are acutely aware of their needs. And who satisfies those needs.

As we get older, we add to that such a lengthy list of wants, we begin to confuse them with needs. We set ourselves up for a life of frustration because we pursue these desires with all our energy and forget to seek rest in Him who supplies all things.