Growing up I didn’t have a healthy relationship with my dad, and even at 28 I would say I don’t know him very well. There were many times as a kid where I wondered what it would be like to have a loving/affectionate kind of relationship with my dad. I often looked at my good friend Beth and her dad and wondered what it would feel like to have that kind of love. Not that I felt necessarily void without it, bc I never had it, but just wondered what it would feel like. Growing up I always looked to my grandfather to model the fatherly love of God. As I grew up and made a life of my own I see those same characteristics in my husband and how he interacts with our kids. I see him love them as daddys little princesses and I see how much he fills their hearts with peace and security. When I stop and think about God’s love I often look at him like my dad. I receive his love through firmness, security, affirmation, and loyalty. There are several men that God has placed in my life to help me know what the fatherly love of Christ is. I am so thankful for this comfort. That even if it isn’t something that I have in my personal life I can see it in other people. The older I get the less I question the love of God as my father. The more he uses people to fulfill it in my heart.
I am so thankful for my husband who is loyal and faithful. For a husband who loves my children more than himself and who sets a Godly example to my precious babies. A God that fulfills my voids to the point where I don’t need to try to fulfill them with other things. My heart is thankful for a sacrificial and selfless love. I know that this kind of love can only come from God.