“What shall we say about such wonderful things as these? If God is for us, who can ever be against us? Since He did not spare even His own Son but gave Him up for us all, won’t He also give us everything else?” Roman 8:31&32 (NLT)
She holds on to the phone waiting for the call that never comes. She determines she must not matter. Another waits by the window sure that he said he’d stop by today. Moved down the list again, she never was a priority. A stranger in her own house, there but unnoticed, nothing special about her. No cries, no arguments, no resistance but somewhere in the depth of her soul is edged a pit that labels her unlovable, damaged and unwanted. And her heavenly Father cries.
Our Father in heaven has given a remarkable responsibility to each earthly father. His assignment is to love and nurture his children into the full will of God. Through compassion and instruction, love and kind discipline, wisdom and patience the father is to lead his children from infancy to adulthood preparing them physically, emotionally and spiritually to blaze paths of light in the world and illuminate Jesus in its darkness. Many fathers strive towards this task. What happens when they don’t?
The unassuming girl sees her father as distant, unavailable and uncaring. For starters. How she sees her earthly father is how she sees her heavenly Father. And of equally tragic consequences, she believes her heavenly Father views her just as her earthly father. I didn’t matter to my earthly father so I must not matter to my heavenly Father. And the sin is passed to the third and fourth generations.
Fortunately, the Lord’s compassion is greater than His curse. And so, sweet daughter of the Most High God, without even knowing you, I can assure you of this: your heavenly Father longs to hold you close; to protect you, to be near always. He desires to give you the love for which you hunger. He delights to give you every good gift that you’ve inherited for which Jesus died. He thinks of you always. You have great worth, great purpose. He sees you as beautiful. Cherished. Valued. Favored. And you know what? I am too.
“Heavenly Father, thank You for healing the broken places of my heart that only You can heal. Jesus, thank You for enduring death and the cross so that what was withheld can be restored. I love You, my Abba, Father”
For His Glory
Kathryn Hayman
TRBC Women’s Life
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