Before my walk with the Lord, I often found myself jealous of people who were blessed with present and active earthly fathers.
Unbeknownst to me, our Heavenly Father was there the whole time waiting for me.
When I was a little girl, I was a daddy’s girl. But as time went on I saw my dad less and less. There were times where he and I went years without seeing or speaking to each other.
You could imagine alongside my mother, resentment and pain soon became my other parent.
Or so I thought.
I often think of a father's role as protector, provider, friend, and first love.
That’s exactly who our earthly fathers should aspire to be, and that's exactly who our Heavenly Father is!
The bible talks about being child-like. I’ve had hard times understanding that verse until now.
I remember how excited I used to be as a little girl when my daddy came around. The whole world would stop as I jumped into his arms to be showered with love and attention.
I want that excitement back.
I want to wake up with full excitement because I get to spend time with our Father.
I want to be eager, humble, dependent, and joyful as a little girl is with her earthly father.
Scripture says that even before God made the world He loved us and adopted us in advance through Jesus. (Ephesians 1:4-5 NLT- Even before he made the world, God loved us and chose us in Christ to be holy and without fault in his eyes. God decided in advance to adopt us into his own family by bringing us to himself through Jesus Christ.)
How beautiful and gracious is that?
That means before we were created, before any childhood trauma, before our teenage antics, and before our young adult lives, God decided to make us His daughters.
I don’t know about you, but I’m finding freedom in that!
The freedom we have in God is amazing yet some of us who’ve been hurt; unintentionally hold Him to the expectation of our earthly fathers. We act as if his love is conditional, or as if we have to act out to get him to stay.
However, we don’t! His grace is sufficient and His power is made perfect in our weakness.
So let’s rejoice because of that! Let’s hold hands and scream to the top of our lungs,"Thank God for Jesus!"
Because now...we all get to be Daddy’s girls.
Photos courtesy of: Kai Bell