Looking Like Mom and Hiding in Her Skirts

At three years old, I was painfully shy. So shy that no matter where my mom was, two tiny Keds and two high heeled shoes stood under the same flowy skirt.

Of course what seems odd now, wasn’t then. As a child, all I knew was I had to be close to my mom. If I wasn’t so close that I could feel her warmth, I got scared.

So young, yet I truly understood intimacy. I knew the closeness that comes from being loved and fully known. I knew the unshakeable desire to just be near someone all the time.

But as I grew up, I walked out from under that safe place and stepped into my own. Now the closer I get to 50, the more frequently I hear, “You look just like your mom!” I can’t deny it. I don’t even try to anymore.

Yet for as similar as my mom and I look, it’s shocking to realize I’ve done nothing to cause this resemblance. I don’t have to work at looking like my mom. I look like her because I was born from her.

So it is with God. We don’t have to toil to resemble Him. In the quiet darkness of our mothers’ wombs, He stamped us with His imprint.

But like every child, we grow up. We’re given the freedom to walk out from under the safe place of God. And if we want to depart, God’s not going to stop us. If we want to stay close, He’s going to draw us closer.

So while external resemblance is inherent, internal likeness is a choice. If we want to be more like God, then we must reside in the safe place of Jesus.

Therefore if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creature; the old things have passed away. Behold, new things have come” 2 Corinthians 5:16.

We must take on the attitude of a child who refuses momentary separation from her mother. Then as we hide in closeness, we become a display of His goodness.

“All who with unveiled faces contemplate the Lord’s glory are being transformed into his image with ever increasing glory which comes from the Lord who is the Spirit” 2 Corinthians 3:17-18.

Like a child under her mother’s skirt, we are surrounded by His closeness on all sides. When God formed us, He formed His home; and He doesn’t want to move. So, let’s welcome Him. Let’s get so desperate for closeness that two tiny Keds accompany His every stride.

2 Comments Add yours

  1. Diane Reid says:

    Nice post. I like the imagery of a child not wanting to be separated from her mother. Thank you for sharing this. I hope I remember it when I want to try to walk on my own.

    1. alexisreb says:

      Diane, thanks so much for reading and sending this encouraging note! I’m praying boldness and confidence over you as you walk forward!

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