A FATHER I CAN’T REMEMBER
Sing to God, sing praises to his name; lift up a song to him who rides through the deserts; his name is the Lord; exult before him! Father of the fatherless and protector of widows is God in his holy habitation. God settles the solitary in a home; he leads out the prisoners to prosperity. Psalm 68:4-6
God wants me to know something about the nature of His love. I had a loving, attentive father in the first days of my development. Though my memory may be fuzzy and my recollection of Him absent, if I could go back in time and roll the video tape in the spiritual realms, I would see how active God was. I would see how He preserved me.
Oh, the heartbreak of a Father who has loved well, how deep the pain of a tender parent who has invested Himself yet I did not acknowledge Him for a long time. Instead, though I knew Him to be Father, I ignored Him while playing with toy gods. The pain He must have felt went beyond a mild sting. It was a blow to His heart.
Have you ever poured out your soul on another only to have your love spurned?
God knows! When our love is tossed aside, the wounds often run so deep that we withdraw and stop extending our heart. God does not. He keeps hoping, keeps the ache alive for the purpose of future reconciliation. Have you ever known such a faithful love as this? And may I not miss the bigger message in all of this ~ that when I was indifferent, He was not. When I was faithless, He was not. When I accused Him of being absent, He was not.
You have loved me with an everlasting love, past, present, and future. Whatever trust issues I had should be healed in the truth of our history. Thank you. In Jesus name, Amen