Daddy's Arms

OK, so I want to share with you the beginning of my story…  The story that opened a chapter in my life that I never dreamed I would walk, that I COULD walk.  Yet, looking back I know that this was the way Father knew I needed to go in order to get my attention and let go of my perfection.

I don’t know what kind of relationship you have with your earthly father.  But, if you know me very well, you know that my parents are very dear to me.  My daddy is my hero!  He has always been to me the most perfect image of a father’s love that I could ever imagine.  I have never wanted for my father to love me because I have always felt his love.  Now, I've learned over the last few years that my daddy is amazing, but my Heavenly Father never intended for me to depend on my earthly father for everything.  And, that’s exactly what I did.  Growing up, I always knew that if I needed anything, my daddy would be there to provide it or to fix it or to protect me.  He was my hero!  And, then,  I met this amazing guy and fell in love and married him.  And I fully depended on him to meet all my needs as well. 

So, here I was, living my perfect life, loving God and serving Him.  But, I had never learned to trust Him to meet my needs because my husband did that.  And if anything happened to him, then my daddy would step in and take care of things. 

It’s hard to believe it was 9 years ago, but when my perfect world was ripped out from under me, and I was in free fall, that’s when I finally fell into the arms of my Heavenly Father and began to really understand what I was missing in relationship with Him because I had never really needed Him.

After the shock of the news I received, I began to cry out to my family and to my Heavenly Father.  I had talked to my parents and they got up in the middle of the night and headed to me (I lived 4 ½ hours away).  When I got out of bed the next morning, I just kept thinking, “As soon as my daddy gets here, I’ll be OK.  He will help me get through this.  He will have the answers.  Just, hurry and get here, Daddy.”  But when my parents walked through my front door and my daddy took me in his arms, I knew in that instant that He couldn't fix it.  And just as quickly, I felt my Heavenly Father’s arms wrapped around me and His still strong voice tell me, “I’m your true Daddy who will get you through this.  I’m the only One who can.  Trust me, daughter.”  And that’s when this story began…