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Father's Day - Celebrating God as Father

Over the past several months God has shown His love as Father to me in a new light.

It has been said that it is common to equate God's love as Father with how we perceived or observed love given by men who have served an important role in our life. While I always knew that He was indeed my heavenly Father, I often looked on God as a disapproving judge rather than the loving, attentive Father that He is. After reading "The Shack" by W.M. Young earlier this year, my life and perspective of who God is and who He wants to be in my life changed drastically.

I began observing my husband with our children more. He is kind, loving, always ready to give them attention, always ready to play or wrestle, always looking for ways to bless them in some small (or sometimes large) way. He works ten hour days with over a half hour drive each way, but still comes home and is interested in what has happened with our children during their day. When our children misbehave, he disciplines them. He is fair and just. He knows it is his responsibility to mold them into the people God created them to be and knows sometimes that can only be done by providing them with boundaries.

Tommy's relationship with our children isn't much different than the relationship God wants to have with me. He controls the entire universe but is never too busy to let me crawl up in His lap and tell him about my day. He continually looks for ways to bless me... sometimes in a big way but usually in a small way. Sometimes I get out of line and He lovingly corrects me - not because He is a harsh disciplinarian, but because He is sovereign, and He wants me to be who He created me to be.

Tommy isn't perfect. He is human. He makes mistakes. But he loves his kids with his whole heart.

God is perfect. He isn't human. He doesn't make mistakes. And he loves his kids with His whole being.

I'm so blessed to have a Godly husband.

I'm so much more blessed to have a loving Father who is indeed fond of even me.

Matthew 7:11 -
If you, then, though you are evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father in heaven give good gifts to those who ask him!


John 1:12 - Yet to all who received him, to those who believed in his name, he gave the right to become children of God—


1 John 4:16 - And so we know and rely on the love God has for us.
God is love. Whoever lives in love lives in God, and God in him.

Comments

  1. Tommy is an outstanding Father who makes sure he spends time with his children. He has a servants heart and is forever doing little things to show his family they are loved.

    How blessed we are to have a heavenly FAther who loves us because we are His... not because of anything we have done. God loves us despite our foibles and shortcomings.

    Our God is a loving God... beyond comparison!

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  2. Such a precious picture and post, blessings to you dear friend.

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  3. God bless your precious family always.

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  4. You know I LOVE the way you both are with your kids...

    You guys THROUGH God are wonderful to and with each other and your precious kids! :)

    GOD is soooooo good to us...I am so glad you can see just how much God loves you and cares about even the 'little' things! He is just, merciful and gracious...all for our good...working all things together! :)

    Much love my friend!

    K

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  5. what a wonderful blessing for your children!! and for you to be able to recognize that in your husband.

    thanks for always coming by to encourage me - i appreciate you!

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  6. Tommy sounds like a wonderful father!

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