Thankfully I was born with no personal space, I dont have an issue if you walk into my so called "bubble" and touch also does not bother me. So when my son started becoming a toddler and wanted to be all over me I had no issues. Ok, when I'm busy cooking it becomes a little annoying if he hangs onto my legs, or wants to play crawly through my legs, but hey to him its a big adventure. There are other bits that is not so, well lets just say, fun! Like having a snotty nose rubbed in your face or dirty little hands being stuck into places where one shouldnt have hands stuck in, specially when you are in public. When he sleeps by me the druel is endless and most of the time ends up somewhere on MY cheeck or MY pillow or sometimes in MY hair. He also by now knows that his finger fits perfectly in his nostril and that if he wiggles it around a surprise might come out...ugh and he always feels the need to run to me and show off his findings.
And somehow even though it is kind of disgusting it doenst put me off or love him less or makes me think he is less worthy of my love or even that I want him to first clean up before he comes to me.
With that being said, I felt this warmth of confirmation in my heart that this is exactly what God does for us, that is why He says come as you are! I can get up into His space, He doesnt mind in fact He wants us to be in His presence at all times and that with all my little wierd habits and dirty faced.
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