A Fathers Love
My dad always told me there was nothing that made him feel better after a tough loss than seeing my sister and I run across the court to give him a hug (dad was a basketball coach). I never really understood this until Tori and I had Daniel. While working at the bank my favorite time of the day was when I pulled into the apartment parking lot and Daniel would open the door and be running toward me while I ran toward him. There is nothing that makes me feel as good as when Daniel runs to me and says "Daddy I love you! I missed you so much!" I then respond with "Daniel I love and missed you so much too!!!" As i give him a hug every day I think to myself there is NO WAY I could ever/ would ever give him up for ANYONE! I love that kid! There is just no way! Then I think about what God did for me. He gave his only Son for... ME??? I do not deserve that kind of love! That is humbling! Knowing that I bring NOTHING to the table. I offer nothing to this relationship. I am just a sinner. All of this brings me back to the story my dad would tell me and my story i will tell my son, the happiest I am is when he is running to me... With that in mind I pose this question... When is the last time you ran to Jesus? When is the last time you hit your knees in prayer? Do you love talking to Jesus so much that even with a consistent prayer life you cannot talk to him enough? When is the last time we have been so excited to talk to Jesus that we have that same excitement as when Daniel runs to me? I encourage you to take some time RIGHT NOW to thank God for a Fathers love that is SO great that he sent his son! Thank God that even with us being the sinful people we are he still cared enough. Thank God for simply being God.
Tue, October 25, 2016