As I worked today my mind was wandering.
I started thinking about families, girls that are my age . . . the challenges and joys of different stages.
Somehow I cannot imagine not having a father to protect me, guide me, listen to me, tell me when I am wrong, be patient with me, love me - even when I am extreme, ridiculous, or foolish.
What would I do if I did not have a strong shoulder to flee to?
Where would I be if there was no one listening to me when I started off with a sigh that communicates more than words could ever relay. He knows that it says, “Oh, I just need to be honest with you. Do you have time . . . again?"
Who would share my heart?
I am grateful . . .
“You don’t need the answers to all of life’s questions. Just let me know that you love me. Stay by my side.”
2 comments:
That's Teriffic! I think about that too sometimes. I'm probably not as grateful for my father on earth or in heaven as I should be.
Ps. Thanks for showing me how to do this.
Ashley
hey Ashley!
glad that you can view the blog now. :)
it is amazing how our gratefulness towards God FOR our fathers directly changes our attitude TOWARDS our fathers. It all stems from a proper heart condition before God . . . no matter how wonderful our authorities are it is always a growing process. Learning to love and respect them is a daily thing (for me anyhow! :))
Let's get together or something sometime soon.
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