I was reminded of a powerful memory this morning.
When Jack was first born Leighanne and I were overjoyed to have a little boy. We were and still are crazy about our girls but the male addition to our family brought great joy.
One pre-dawn morning found me crawling out of bed to tend to the cries coming from our nursery across the hall. After the diaper change, a bottle, and a few moments in a rocker Jack was asleep in my arms. It was a magical moment. For years I had known the love that a father has for a daughter but not until that moment had I felt the love of a father toward a son. It’s not that it’s a greater love or even a different love. The profound sense that flooded my mind is that I had never been a daughter but I had always been a son. As a great sense of God’s presence filled the room I realized for the first time the love of a father for a son or more directly the Father’s love for me.
This morning as I was driving Jack to school I reflected on how much I love him and instantly the Lord spoke,
“Remember, that’s how I feel about you!”
…as I was once again in that nursery rocking Jack to sleep.
Please remember that you have a heavenly father who cares for you deeply.
He’s not angry, or spiteful but is as 1 John 3:1 describes him when John wrote…
“How great is the love the Father has lavished on us, that we should be called children of God! And that is what we are!”
Can you picture yourself in his arms as he lovingly holds you and radiates his love and affection for you? He absolutely feels it, can you?