Daddy

As I looked back on this picture of my little boy and his father, I was reminded of our heavenly Father.

Like the Footprints in the Sand poem so beautifully says, God promises to carry us through our struggles and tough times. That's how we view Him, our comfort in times of trouble.

I think God desires it to be more like this picture...
walking, talking, just spending time together living life every day,
nothing too fancy and nothing too formal, through good times and tough ones too.

I so often feel like a child still and miss having a daddy. But, I do have one.One that wants to scoop me up and carry me around on His shoulders, show me the world through His eyes, and just be with me.
That sounds like a pretty sweet Daddy.

Now, if only I'll let Him...