A Father’s Love

This morning on my way to a meeting, I left early enough to see the big yellow school buses heading to and fro on the streets.  Usually, when I see a bus, my eyes fade away to the rode in front of me, but today, I began to pray for the drivers, the students, the parents, and the school personnel.  As I rounded the street corner, I caught a glimpse of a young boy, probably early to mid-teens standing in his driveway, with his backpack snug on his shoulders, waiting patiently for a bus to pick him up.  Not an unusual sight by no means. As I passed by the boy, I spotted a man leaning up against the backside of a boat parked in the driveway.  This young boy had no idea that he was being watched after while he stood along a dangerous, busy highway.  Immediately, I thought, it must be his dad, they shared the same dark hair, skin complexion, looked almost mirror image to father and son.  The father, hidden behind the boat, carefully paying attention to his carefree son in a moment of unconditional, unrelenting love, ready to jump to his defense, guarding his every move.   What a beautiful portrait of our heavenly father…so many times, we as His children take for granted that He is there, watching over us, carefully guarding our carefree lifestyles.  The beauty is that we, as His children, can share the benefit of a Father that cares so much for us, that He is not only aware, but He is standing guard over us.

When we abide in His presence, there is safety. Even if we are completely unaware of being in His presence…Psalm 91: He who dwells in the secret place of the Most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty.

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