I’m sitting on my bed, journal in hand. A warm breeze blows through the caverns of my heart, melting fear and apprehension. My Father is sitting there with me. The golden bands on His fingers sparkle in the sunlight. A red robe adorns His broad shoulders and hangs in wavelike patterns.
His is wearing a smile, watching me as I write.
“Abba, I feel Your peace and presence so strongly. It’s beautiful but how do I communicate it to Your daughters?” His gentle eyes study me.
“When my daughters spend time in my presence, they receive exactly what they need.”
I twist the ring on my finger and look up at Him. “But what if they don’t know how to connect with you Abba?”
“I want to meet them, right where they are. They only need to ask and wait.” I nod and stretch out my legs.
“But some don’t know how good You really are. They don’t take time to wait.” His smile is sad, yet it radiates with the majesty of a King in control. He knows what He is doing.
“I want you to share something with my girls.”
I sit up suddenly, almost slamming my arm into a pile of books beside me. “Yes, please!” His smile sends beams of warmth through my stomach; His voice thunders like a thousand waters.
Pictures of my female friends and family fly through my mind like rapid fire snapshots. I squeeze my eyes shut as I continue to see what He sees.
“The women I have created. They are a facet of me. Each one is beautiful, complete and perfect in every way, in her own way. Her steps do not determine who she is or what she is worth. I did that. I died so my daughters could be completely free to embrace their personalities and dreams… He looks at me with a mischievous grin, “her oddities.”
I chuckle at my delightful idiosyncrasies and scratch His words onto my notepad. A whiff of sweet fragrance fills my nostrils. He has shifted His position and is now looking out my window.
“Katie, each woman is a unique beauty. She is a treasure, filled with delights for herself and those around her. To fully understand her beauty, she must take time to be still. She must sit with Me, in My presence and hear my heart for her. There is no other way for her to fully understand her value.”
I sink back into my pillow and breath in the intoxicating air.
“It makes total sense.”
“Please, tell my daughters that I am waiting, longing, excited to sit with them.”
“Of course Daddy. Of course I will.”
His eyes sparkle like sunlight waves on a placid sea. He wraps me in a hug. “I love you Katie-bug.” I snuggle deep into His shoulder, drinking in the smell of deep forest, cassia and frankincense.
“I love you Daddy.”
There is nothing like intimate Father/Daughter time with the King of the Universe. If you are feeling exhausted, drained, unloved or powerless spend some time with your Father. Let Him speak truth over your impossible situation. Rest as He demolishes your fears with one word and wraps you in the safety of His strong arms.
With much love,