He just wants to be with me!
That's all there is to it. He just wants to be with you! I really want to stop right there, because that alone is all I need to know right now. It makes my eyes a little watery and fills my heart with such love. He, God, my Creator, Father, just wants to be with me. And guess what? He just wants to be with YOU too!!
He's been gently loving on me, letting me know that He delights in me, that I am a treasure of His. That He finds joy in our partnership and time spent together. He wants to push me towards greatness, He wants to remind me of my worth, He wants to go on adventures together, He wants to hear my dreams and see them come true, He wants to be the one I come to when life is crashing down around me, or when excitement is bubbling out. He wants to be with me every moment. And I so desperately need His presence. As I tread on new ground He smiles at my curiosity, my trepidation. When things aren't easy and He could do it so much better than I could, He still likes doing it with me.
As I look at my earthly father, in him I can see a good picture of my heavenly Father. Like hunting. My dad loves to hunt. And because of that, I do too. Growing up, come fall, it was hunting season. It was something we did together. My dad doesn't need me to go hunting. He actually would be much better off without me. I'm a bit slower, less knowledgeable, I get tired out, and it usually means that he lets me take the shot(which hasn't ALWAYS meant that we come home with an animal). But he likes going hunting with me. Because it means that we make memories, we laugh together, we see abundant beauty, he gets joy from seeing my excitement. Even when we're not successful, he takes pride in me, his hunting buddy. Hunting is a gift. Because it has meant that my father spent time with me.
Whatever I do can be a gift. Because my Father awaits to do stuff with me. He wants to love on others together, he wants to laugh together, He wants to see great things take place with me, He wants to grow my faith, He wants to go on many adventures, He takes pride in me.
I can be His daughter, I can find security, value, confidence, strength, truth, He can speak just what I need, He makes me smile, and I can find identity in Him. I belong to Him. I hope that others can see Him in me because we spend time together, because we do things together. He just wants to be with me! Sometimes I lose sight of that. I get caught up in the process, the things that I think I should do(even for Him), I start living without inviting Him along, or don't accept His invitation. Sometimes I forget to acknowledging His presence. But He says, "Come along with me. Let's see what we can do together. I can't wait to spend time with you." And He means it. He delights in it. He gives good gifts. And His time and companionship is one of the best. Who else reaches out to catch my fall, helps me go where I couldn't go alone, tells me to not give up, or gently tells me to go faster? With a twinkle in His eye, He says, "Yes, let's! Let's do this together. Strap on those boots, let's see where they take us. It'll be great!"
He's been gently loving on me, letting me know that He delights in me, that I am a treasure of His. That He finds joy in our partnership and time spent together. He wants to push me towards greatness, He wants to remind me of my worth, He wants to go on adventures together, He wants to hear my dreams and see them come true, He wants to be the one I come to when life is crashing down around me, or when excitement is bubbling out. He wants to be with me every moment. And I so desperately need His presence. As I tread on new ground He smiles at my curiosity, my trepidation. When things aren't easy and He could do it so much better than I could, He still likes doing it with me.
As I look at my earthly father, in him I can see a good picture of my heavenly Father. Like hunting. My dad loves to hunt. And because of that, I do too. Growing up, come fall, it was hunting season. It was something we did together. My dad doesn't need me to go hunting. He actually would be much better off without me. I'm a bit slower, less knowledgeable, I get tired out, and it usually means that he lets me take the shot(which hasn't ALWAYS meant that we come home with an animal). But he likes going hunting with me. Because it means that we make memories, we laugh together, we see abundant beauty, he gets joy from seeing my excitement. Even when we're not successful, he takes pride in me, his hunting buddy. Hunting is a gift. Because it has meant that my father spent time with me.Whatever I do can be a gift. Because my Father awaits to do stuff with me. He wants to love on others together, he wants to laugh together, He wants to see great things take place with me, He wants to grow my faith, He wants to go on many adventures, He takes pride in me.
I can be His daughter, I can find security, value, confidence, strength, truth, He can speak just what I need, He makes me smile, and I can find identity in Him. I belong to Him. I hope that others can see Him in me because we spend time together, because we do things together. He just wants to be with me! Sometimes I lose sight of that. I get caught up in the process, the things that I think I should do(even for Him), I start living without inviting Him along, or don't accept His invitation. Sometimes I forget to acknowledging His presence. But He says, "Come along with me. Let's see what we can do together. I can't wait to spend time with you." And He means it. He delights in it. He gives good gifts. And His time and companionship is one of the best. Who else reaches out to catch my fall, helps me go where I couldn't go alone, tells me to not give up, or gently tells me to go faster? With a twinkle in His eye, He says, "Yes, let's! Let's do this together. Strap on those boots, let's see where they take us. It'll be great!"
Love it. :-)
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