Standing in the kitchen with my son strapped to my chest in a Baby Bjorn man-harness (shameless plug for Baby Bjorn, yes I will take free stuff).  Observing how happy and calm he is with his head against my heart instantly made me start thinking about a few things….

How would I live my life differently if my children were always strapped to my chest?  Think about it literally; hearing my every conversation, seeing my every move, feeling my heart for every situation that I find myself in.

When we cry out to God, I believe He straps us to His chest, putting us against His heart.  I don’t believe there could be a more safe and calming place this side of Heaven.  That made me want to pray – “God, strap me to your chest, hold me so close I feel your heart.”

How would you live differently?  Where do you feel safe?