Prayer for new mothers

Father, John saw a Lamb. Not a Lion. A Lamb.

Tonight I am too tired for any picture of You that asks me to pull myself together. I cannot meet a Lion right now. But a Lamb I can sit with. A Lamb who was small once. A Lamb who was carried.

Christ, You took on a body small enough to be held. You know what it is to need feeding, to need warmth, to depend on someone else for everything.

I do not have to be impressive to come to You. I can come the way my baby comes to me, with nothing in her hands except need.

Let me come to You that way tonight. No performance. Just nearness.

Amen.