My husband is an exceptional musician. He plays guitar, bass and a handful of other instruments. Had we not met and married, I have a feeling he would have been a professional musician in Nashville. His technical skill as well as his natural ability was so intriguing to me when we first met.
As I’ve grown to know and love him over the past 11 years, I have learned a lot. He is a man of integrity. There are things he understands about numbers that I can not grasp. He is a whiz with computers and with our cash flow. I must say he is wise beyond his years. He loves Jesus and he lives it.
There is one thing that is especially important to me about my husband. He is the father of my children. And he excels at it. I have watched him with Emily, Isaac and Mackenzie and they are the love his life. He treats them with loving kindness consistently, just as our heavenly Father treats us. It truly amazes me how good he has been with each of them, from the newborn stage to the present. My children will never be able to say that they did not have a solid tangible example of God’s love in our home.
Not everyone is this blessed. It has been brought to mind so many different ways in particular today. A story on the news tonight, a letter from a family member, a conversation with my close friend in Ohio – all have brought to light different examples of the pain that comes from being fatherless. The emptiness, the searching, the heartache – those without a Father struggle to recover from such devastation.
But God, in His rich mercy has made a promise to us. He will not leave us fatherless. To those who cry out “Abba” to Him, He will not leave them alone. He assures us that He will be a God of comfort and healing to all those who need Him.
His name is the Lord—
rejoice in his presence!
Father to the fatherless, defender of widows—
this is God, whose dwelling is holy.
I have a very special picture of my husband with our two girls on his lap. There they sit; they are almost glowing in his presence, and his eyes are full of a daddy’s love and pride. It is an amazing photo – but it is a Heavenly picture for me.
There is a song that is deep in my heart – I remember it often. Its a song of love from the Heavenly Father. It whispers love to my soul when I need it the most. For all who are without an earthly father – there is a Father. He longs for you to crawl into his lap so that He can look at you with love and pride as only a daddy can. He truly is the lover of our souls…
The Father’s Song –
“I have heard so many songs, listened to a thousand tongues, but there is one that sounds above them all.
The Father’s song, the Father’s love, You’ve sung it over me and for eternity its written on my heart.
Heaven’s perfect melody, the creator’s symphony, now you’re singing over me the Father’s song.
Heaven’s perfect mystery, the king of love has sent for me and now you’re singing over me the father’s song. ”
His love is a song that He will sing to His children for eternity. To hear it, you just have to ask him to sing it to you and he will. May the love of the Father meet you in your need when you call out to Him.
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(written January 4, 2010)
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