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A Heart For God

Thursday, August 11, 2011

Held in His Arms

My kids are almost all grown now. I remember when I used to hold them in my arms (back in the day). I would carry them around (dads, isn't it true?) and wherever it might be. As they got bigger (and heavier), it would hurt my back. ;)

I would hold my kids in my arms in the store. (Not all three of them at once although they would want that.) I would hold my kids in my arms at the park. I would hold my kids in my arms at the pool. I would hold my kids in my arms in the rain and snow. (That's Theresa 12 years ago in the pictures. Click to enlarge. I still call her: "Baby boo." She looks at me quizzically.)

I would hold my kids in my arms at church, at home, when they went to bed, when they had a bad dream, in the day or night, in the front yard or back, when they got hurt, were scared, when their mom was gone from home, when they were happy, sad, felt danger or despair.

I would hold my kids in my arms.

God holds you in His arms, too. (Who needed to hear it?) Let it sink in. #Godislove

"'I have loved you with an everlasting love.'" (Jeremiah 31:3b)

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Thursday, August 05, 2010

Drunk Driving Dad (Were You in That Car?)

(The following is a true story. The names have been changed to protect the innocent.) A young boy was in his dad's car driving home. The problem was his dad was drunk. The boy gripped tightly to the seat each time the car drifted over the center line. (Can you imagine his feelings of fear?) Time and again it happened. The car drifted. The boy gripped tightly. The car drifted again. The boy gripped even tighter. Over and over it repeated itself. What could the boy do? It was an awful thing to do to a son. ******* They made it home, but only by God's grace. The boy was never the same. That's why I'm telling you this story ~ because of it's affects on the son. You see, his leadership failed him. The very one in charge of his life ~ who was meant to protect ~ put him at risk. How could a father do that? How could he? The boy cannot trust leaders even to this day. He even has a hard time trusting God. The truth is God is not like his dad. God will not put at risk him whom He's meant to protect. God can be trusted. God is faithful. God cares about His kids. Did you need to hear it? Were you that boy (or girl)?

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