"Cover me, momma ..."

Cover me, cover up my tears
Cover up this man who's covered up in fear
I need a peace of mind, I need a piece of you
To cover all that's gone and everything that's new
You unveil me with your mercy
I want to breathe you in
You unfold me, then you hold me

Cover up my heart, cover up my soul
Cover up this world and everything I know
You cover up the sky, you cover up the sea
Cover up the mountains and every part of me
Everything single breath I breathe -- cover me

I am still alive and covered up in years
Covered up in lines as innocence appears
So give me a peace of mind, give me a piece of you
To cover all that's old with everything that's new
You unveil me with your mercy
I want to breathe you in ...

-- "Cover Me" by Bebo Norman

When we played in the leaves yesterday, Cate was unsure at first. So I laid down. She quickly followed, realizing it was safe. It got me thinking about how insecurity can be transformed into comfort and joy when we trust the one leading us and when we are promised we're not alone.

"More leaves, momma."

Cate wanted more leaves. Then she wanted me to cover her in them. She's burst out of them with so much joy -- only to do it all again. She would look at with me those big, brown eyes and say, "Cover me."

Of course, sweet girl, I'll cover you today with the leaves and every day with all the love and comfort possible. And I can do that because God covers me with his mercy and grace. He'll provide piles of leaves to remind us to rejoice in the ways life changes from season to season.