The Father's Love

The Father's Love

David Rim

What a scene of beauty where every question relayed a sentiment in the deepest depths of their hearts. Will my son be okay? How will my son be able to handle this? Can anyone join? Will everyone be welcoming? Each question started the vibrato in my heart. Is this the love of a father? A safe place where I have a person to lean on for strength and stability.

How, this interaction was something I needed to encounter.

Life's been breaking my armor of God down. Where my strength alone is not enough. That enough of a crack is all the devil needs to take it and run a mile with it.

I am weary a little unstable.

The deepest cries of my heart were heard randomly. That no matter the longing or desires I have. If I can just take a moment to take a step back. Jesus still has carried me on his shoulders thru the mud. A father's love. The Shepard searching for the long lost sheep left the other 99. How still foreign to me. Jesus has always been here yet physically I see nothing in the moments.

It's the moments that are created that matter to me. Though I need to give my all to God. That trust in Jesus making my paths straight is what needs to be revered. A little act of kindness can and will change the course of someone's path. Although I yell out "why me". God still has a profound way of gently saying "I chose you". Now go forth and make disciples of the nations. Be the salt and light to the darkness.

I am unstable, but growing in faith.