I’m watching, first hand, the fierce love of a first time father for his helpless baby boy.
I’m reminded “How great is the love that Father has lavished on us, that we should be called children of God” (I John 3:1).
We pray to a Father whose love is limitless.
I cycled past four dads today:
One sprinted behind the jogger that held his infant daughter.
The second plodded slowly, pushing his toddler aged son.
Another followed behind two elementary aged children; all three rode like the wind.
The last rode beside his young daughter, patiently keeping pace with her.
I saw God’s Father-love:
He carries us when we’re young, small, weak.
He goes behind us, inspiring us.
He goes beside us as our Father-friend.
He always includes us.
I want to pray.
The only person who dares wake up a king at 3:00 AM for a glass of water is a child.
We have that kind of access. – Tim Keller
A baby girl was born this week. She’s special to us. She’s our granddaughter. We love her very much.
We feel God’s love. How very much our Father loves us, for he calls us his children (1 John 3:1).
His love gives me reason to pray.
While watching my eighteen month old granddaughter, I learned about prayer.
Work kept her daddy away from home for most of the summer. When he returned she didn’t want to leave his side, even for a moment. When he went to the bathroom, she followed, and sat waiting outside the door until he was done.
Do you long for God, like she longs for her daddy?
Do you let longing for God inspire prayer?