| Recovering From The Loss of My Daddy
March 11, 2008 - Tuesday
Arms Open Wide
I'm thinking of him again...my hero...my daddy. In January, I was hospitalized for one week, on the floor just below the one on which I last heard his voice & touched his hand. At first, it was very painful...remembering...reliving. Then something wonderful happened. I had the chance to slow down & open my heart to God's powerful message.
I was reminded of how very deeply my daddy loved me & I began to realize that, if my earthly father could love me so deeply & so very unconditionally...how much more must my Heavenly Father love me? Daddy, being human, was imperfect. Abba Father is perfection. How infinite & fathomless must His love be...for us all. My daddy, through his actions, taught me...by showing me...about God's love. Daddy never gave up on me & neither has Abba Father.
I know, without doubt, that I will see him again...when I, too, finally go Home. I cannot wait to be greeted by those strong arms, open wide & that big Irish grin saying, "How's my Sweet Girl?" Then I will fall on my face & give thanks to the One Who created me for giving me such a wonderful example of His unending love!
Yes, my heart aches with missing him, especially at this time of year. But I am comforted in the knowing that we will be reunited. I have learned that death is not the end...merely part of the journey.
"He will wipe away every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away." (Rev. 21:4)
Peace be with you...Juliann | 
05-11-2008, 02:52 AM
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