This week, Kim asked "So today, I ask you what does it mean that you are able to call God your Father? Really think about this one, and then just let your words flow from your heart..."
I'm a child of The King, not a king of a country, or region, but King over all things. My King is not hard or cold or cruel, He Is the King of love. He Is love itself, and I am His daughter, a child of love. To be His child then, I must walk in that same love. No, it's not an easy task, not when my flesh cries out for it's own wants, it's own needs. But... I can go see my Dad, and He will supply me again and again with all the love I need. He will fill me to overflowing so I have plenty to pour out on others.
I can run to Him when I'm hurting and He will lift me into His arms, already waiting for me, already knowing I was going to fall before my foot slipped. I can trust that He will rejoice with me in every victory. He knew I would succeed before I began. He knows, He knows all things.
These days my earthly father struggles with memory loss and delusions, and the connection we once had fades with each visit. I pray that he too will feel the love my Daddy God has for him, but he doesn't yet know the way to reach for Him, he doesn't know Jesus as the doorway to the Father's heart.
I know that both my father and My Father love me, and I pray that in His mercy and His grace, they will come to love each other too.
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