My father was never there for me. He never had time to listen to me rave about my best friend, or complain about the mean kid at school. If he was physically present, his mind and heart were still miles away.
My father never came to see my dance recitals or talent shows. He rarely noticed when I was confused or upset or angry. If he saw me crying, he didn’t acknowledge it by coming near to comfort me.
My father always told me to make my own decisions. He didn’t teach me right from wrong or warn me of future consequences of my actions. When I did get in trouble, I had to get myself back out, because I knew he wouldn’t help me.
My father kicked things, yelled harmful words, and stomped around like an incensed giant. There were no quiet conversations or pleasant moments sitting in his lap. I was afraid to go too near, for fear of rejection.
My father didn’t help me with my schoolwork, relationships, or fix things that were broken. He didn’t provide a kind word or loving hands when I needed them.
I longed for someone to love me. Then I made a discovery.
It took me awhile to believe that there was a Heavenly Father who wanted to adopt me into His family and lavish His spiritual blessings on me. Now that I have accepted Him, I have the assurance that He accepts me.
Jehovah-shammah never slumbers or sleeps. He lives inside of me, and is only a prayer away. Whenever I need Him, He is there.
El Roi sees my deepest hurts. He knows and understands, and His eyes are always on me, dutifully watching over me.
Jehovah-raah is my good shepherd. He leads me in the ways I should go. When I stray from His path, He seeks until He finds me and brings me back home. His Holy Spirit comes along to encourage and guide me.
Jehovah-shalom is my peace. He speaks to quiet my anxious soul. His whisper is gentle, wooing me close to His heart. He bids me approach Him with confidence so that He can remind me that nothing exists outside His sovereign hand.
El Shaddai is the only one who can supply my every need. When I crave nourishment and refreshment, I go to Him. He is the source of my strength, my hope, my comfort, my worth, my future.
Psalm 40:5 (NASB) – “Many, O LORD my God, are the wonders which You have done, and Your thoughts toward us; there is none to compare with You. If I would declare and speak of them, they would be too numerous to count.”
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