In my arms

It's amazing to me how little bothers my baby when he's in my arms. Noises and people who would otherwise upset him, have little effect when I'm holding him tight. In fact, he sometimes even smiles and laughs at things that would have him in tears if he were on his own.
So, next time I'm scared, or in tears, I'll remember that I must not be in my Father's arms, and run right back to him. . . . .