Father. Okay. I don’t know how much of this I believe, but I know this, I need a Father. There is so much in my that yet needs fathering. And I don’t want to live fatherless anymore. So come and help me make that shift. You have taken me home, through Christ, to be your daughter. I accept that. I give my life back to you, to be your true daughter. Father me. Father me!

How much of my life have I been misinterpreting? How much things have I been written of as “life is hard” or even as warfare, when in fact God was in it; in the difficulty, wanting to Father me?

I want to be brave and true. I want a strength, and I want to offer it to others.
Lead me.
Restore me as the beloved child. Father me.


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