This morning I woke to the thought of my Dad cherishing me.It was one of those things where I couldn't see me, I could only see the t
It wasn't an experience where I wept, it was a time when I saw truth. It was a gift from my Heavenly Papa about my earthly Papa
. In my struggles of growing up as a kid, I took on the joys and excitement of being the bad kid, I drove everyone nuts. In the process I started to believe that what I did or didn't do defined who I was. At the same time as I formed what I thought was my own definition of my self,I also defined what others thought of me and kept them as truth. These made up truths were not accurate they were contrived by my perception and of course I kept building and building a bigger case that my perception was right. But it wasn't. My eyes only saw what my eyes wanted to see. You see there IS something of value in me worth loving. Even if I can't see it, even if my memories can't recall it, my dad did cherish me. He might of had a tough time standing me but he did cherish me. He might not know how to communicate it, but the truth is he did cherish me. My heavenly Papa is in the process of untwisting the idea that I am cherishable and cherished not based on my merit but because he said I am worthy to be cherished. It is a
s if he is saying "Ted welcome to the wonders of my love,I am the untwist-er and set righter of all things in which you can trust. And I love you, I love you, I love you! Remember that old pop song it goes "cherish is the word I used to describe, all the feelings that I have hiding here for you inside, you don't know how many times I wish I could told you, you don't know how many times I wish I could hold you, you don't know how many times I wish I could mold you into something that would make you cherish me as much as I cherish you." Father thank you for another verse of I love you, I love you, I love you.

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