Josh wanted to know if, when he was in Kim's tummy, he had his favourite blankie with him. We had a quiet chuckle and told him that he was very happy in mom's tummy and that he only got attached to his blankie when he was a baby. He battled to process this, but we think he got it in the end.
Why is it that we get attached to things so easily? Things that we may not need, but things that give us comfort or peace of mind.
Do we depend on God as much as we depend on these other things?
"Let him who walks in the dark, who has no light, trust in the name of the LORD and rely on his God." - Isaiah 50:10