Daddy's hands....

I am yet a child......
Still to young to walk alone.
I need my daddy's hands to hold mine, to guide me..
And to be there if I fall.
Like a baby, everything is so new to me..
so big..
and so fascinating..
So eager to grow, and to become independent.
I long for freedom..
I see and experience all that I can from the safety of my daddy's arms..
but what is beyond this?
Trying to loosen his grip..
I squirm..
fight...
cry..
Then, I break free!
Finally, I get to see ALL that my daddy's arms kept me from..
finally I get to do what I want..
.......or so I thought.

Just a few steps on my own, and I fall on my face..
the pain and the hurt..
and just like a child I cry.
Looking up from this fallen place..
everything looks scary now!
I chock back the tears..
The shame and guilt I feel.
Now I understand..
my daddy was trying to protect me.





Still laying face down on the floor..
I wait for someone to take pity on me..
....I look around..
but no one has noticed.
I whimper..
and begin to cry.
I try to get up..
but I am too weak..
Then, as if it were my last resort..
I turn my attention back to my daddy..
but through my tears I could not see him..
has he forgotten me?
has he left me here all alone?
I am filled with anger..
And just before I let out a blood curdling scream...
......gentle hands reach down and pick me up.

You were right daddy.
I wanted to say, "I'm sorry."
burying my face deep..
grasping and holding on tight..
Don't ever let me go!
He hugs me close..
and kisses the top of my head..
"My child....I want only what is best for you"
I stiffen..
"Then why did you let me fall?
You allowed me to get hurt.".
and in a loving voice he said..
"Remember my child....you pushed me away..."
.....and I remember
that struggle..
rebellious, and unaware of my fathers desire to keep me safe..
I had pulled away from his guiding hands.
"And when I looked back and did not see you..?"
"I was not behind you child..I was by your side"
"Then why did you not catch me?"
"I give you free will.. so that you may learn from your mistakes and grow.

If I always padded your fall, you would never experience pain and suffering, and without pain and suffering, you would never gain knowledge; nor self-control; nor perseverance; nor godliness; nor brotherly kindness; nor love."


"For if you possess these qualities in increasing measure, they will keep you from being ineffective and unproductive in your knowledge of our Lord Jesus Christ." (2 Peter 1:5-8)


Closing thought;
Trials strengthen my character and increase my faith in God. So, they are for my ultimate and eternal good!


Blessings always <3