[null, {"document_url": "http://www.laurennationharrison.com/words-1/its-amazing-the-ways-that-three-year-olds-can", "unformatted_src": "https://static1.squarespace.com/static/547a5d39e4b0ffc1351b0126/t/5691ac7204acd396ec686ebd/1452387888960/tumblr_lrhv34bmfD1qbzcp1o1_1280.jpg", "src": "https://static1.squarespace.com/static/547a5d39e4b0ffc1351b0126/t/5691ac7204acd396ec686ebd/1452387888960/tumblr_lrhv34bmfD1qbzcp1o1_1280.jpg", "formatted_filename": "tumblr lrhv bmfD qbzcp o", "alt_text": " it&rsquo;s amazing the ways that three year olds can remind me daily that Jesus&rsquo; love is greater than the trivial worries of my world. because the truth is, when you are three, every little upset is your world crashing- skinned knees, ripped papers, stolen toys- it almost always brings a wave of tears. and you, with your twenty years of so-called knowledge just patiently hug them and say that it&rsquo;s all going to be ok. and it is, within five minutes they are off chasing each other again and laughing as if the world had never halted. and i just see myself as that child- i&rsquo;m crying about being forgotten or alone or left out. i&rsquo;m worrying because my plans aren&rsquo;t going exactly right and my words aren&rsquo;t going anywhere. i&rsquo;m believing lies. and through all of this, there is a God who is laughing because he can see beyond the scraped knee. He has won all the trials and tribulations we think we are not strong enough to face. He is there in the empty spaces, and when He says you are not alone, you really are not alone. you can either believe it or not and sometimes it&rsquo;s hard, but that is where it&rsquo;s a beautiful thing to be three years old in your heart and believe that the world is good.\u00a0and even when\u00a0you think you can&rsquo;t, but then\u00a0He picks you up again so that you can. "}, null]
it’s amazing the ways that three year olds can remind me daily that Jesus’ love is greater than the trivial worries of my world. because the truth is, when you are three, every little upset is your world crashing- skinned knees, ripped papers, stolen toys- it almost always brings a wave of tears. and you, with your twenty years of so-called knowledge just patiently hug them and say that it’s all going to be ok. and it is, within five minutes they are off chasing each other again and laughing as if the world had never halted. and i just see myself as that child- i’m crying about being forgotten or alone or left out. i’m worrying because my plans aren’t going exactly right and my words aren’t going anywhere. i’m believing lies. and through all of this, there is a God who is laughing because he can see beyond the scraped knee. He has won all the trials and tribulations we think we are not strong enough to face. He is there in the empty spaces, and when He says you are not alone, you really are not alone. you can either believe it or not and sometimes it’s hard, but that is where it’s a beautiful thing to be three years old in your heart and believe that the world is good. and even when you think you can’t, but then He picks you up again so that you can.