My dad and I have always had a very special bond. He has been there from the moment that I came into this world, and he has stuck by my side ever since. He is a teacher so his schedule always lined up with mine while I was going through school. Over the years he was the one who drove me to soccer, dance, cheer, volleyball, and whatever sport I decided to try that year. Most of them did not last long though. For as long as I can remember my dad has been involved in the church in some capacity. My favorite thing he does is the children’s messages at our church. The thing about children’s messages is that they often speak to the adults in the crowd just as much or even more than they do the children. On Father’s Day, Dad talked to the kiddos about how God could have chosen anything He wanted to be. But out of all the titles and positions God could be, He chose to be our Father. He wants to be our Dad. Sometimes I find myself focused on the idea of God being my creator, healer, sustainer, and comforter, but I forget above all He just wants to be my Dad. Although God is so much more than just a father, the image of Him as a father reminds me of His sacrificial love. I cannot imagine a love greater than the love my Dad has for me, but God’s love far surpasses it. I believe God placed my dad and all other father figures in our lives to give us a small glimpse of how much He loves and adores us. Deuteronomy 1:29-31 says,” Then I said to you’ Do not be terrified; do not be afraid of them. The LORD your God, who is going before you, will fight for you, as He did for you in Egypt, before your very eyes, and in the wilderness. There you saw how the LORD your God carried you, as a father carries his son, all the way you went until you reached this place.” I never really imagined God wanting to give me a piggy back ride, but after reading those verses that is the picture I have in my head. Just like a dad would when we have had a bad day or are going through something, God just says, “Hop on,” and carries us through the problems we are facing. I have always known my dad loved me, but I did not realize how much of a sacrificial love it was until about a year ago. For the past eighteen years, my dad has sacrificed his time, talents, and so much more to provide for me. If that is not a perfect allusion to an awesome God who sacrificed His most prized possession, His son, to give me the best life I could ever have, then I do not know what is. So, thank you God for giving me such a loving Dad, and thank you Dad for showing me how to love my Father. - Morgan :)
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