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Father’s Love Letter

On this day, we celebrate the fact that our heavenly Father gave us His most precious gift;

His one and only son, Jesus Christ.

Here is reprint of a “Father’s Love Letter”

You may not know me, but I know everything about you. (Psalm 139:1)

I know when you sit down and when you rise up. (Psalm 139:2)

I am familiar with all your ways. (Psalm139:3)

Even the very hairs on your head are numbered. (Matthew 10:29-31)

For you were made in my image. (Genesis 1:27)

In me you live and move and have your being. (Acts 17:28)

For you are my offspring. (Acts 17:28)

I knew you before you were conceived. (Jeremiah 1:4-5)

I chose you when I planned creation. Ephesians 1:11-12)

You were not a mistake. (Psalm 139:15-16)

For all your days are written in my book. (Psalm 139:15-16)

I determined the exact time of your birth and where you should live. (Acts 17:26)

You are fearfully and wonderfully made. (Psalm 139:14)

I knit you together in your mother’s womb. (Psalm 139:13)

And brought you forth on the day you were born. (Psalm 71:6)

I have been misrepresented by those who don’t know me. (John 8:41-44)

I am not distant and angry, but the complete expression of love. (1 John 4:16)

And it is my desire to lavish my love on you. (1 John 3:1)

Simply because you are My child, and I am your Father. (1 John 3:1)

I offer you more than an earthly Father ever could. (Matthew 7:11)

For I am the perfect Father. (Matthew 5:48)

Every good gift that you receive comes from my hand. (James 1:17)

For I am your provider and I meet all your needs. (Matthew 6:31-33)

My plan for the future has always been filled with hope. (Jeremiah 29:11)

Because I love you with an everlasting love. (Jeremiah 31:3)

My thoughts toward you are countless as the sand on the seashore. (Psalm 139:17-18)

And I rejoice over you with singing. (Zephaniah 3:17)

I will never stop doing good to you. (32:40)

For you are My treasured possession. (Exodus 19:5)

I desire to establish you with all My heart and all My soul. (Jeremiah 32:40

And I want to show you great and marvelous things. (Jeremiah 33:3)

If you seek Me with all your heart, you will find me. (Deuteronomy 4:29)

Delight in my and I will give you the desires of your heart. (Psalm 37:4)

For it is I who gave you those desires. (Philippians 2:13)

I am able to do more for you than you can possibly imagine. (Ephesians 3:20)

For I am your greatest encourager. (2 Thessalonians 2:16-17

I am also the Father who comforts you in all your troubles. (2 Corinthians 1:3-4)

When you are brokenhearted, I am close to you. (Psalm 34:18)

As a shepherd carries a lamb, I have carried you close to my heart. (Isaiah 40:11)

One day I will wipe every tear from your eyes. (Revelation 21:3-4)

And I’ll take away all the pain you have suffered on this earth. (Revelation 21:3-4)

I am your Father, and I love you even as I love My son, Jesus. (John 17:23)

For in Jesus, My love for you is revealed. (John 17:26)

He is the exact representation of My being. (Hebrews 1:3)

He came to demonstrate that I am for you and not against you. (Romans 8:31)

And to tell you I am not counting your sins. (2 Corinthians 5:18-19)

Jesus died so that you and I could be reconciled. (2 Corinthians 5:18-19)

His death is the ultimate expression of My love for you. (1 John 4:10)

I gave up everything I loved that I may gain your love. (Romans 8:32)

If you receive the gift of My son Jesus, you receive Me. (1 John 2:23)

And nothing will ever separate you from My love again. (Romans 8:38-39)

Come home and I’ll throw the biggest party heaven has ever seen. (Luke 15:7)

I have always been Father, and will always be Father. (Ephesians 3:14-15)

My question is … Will you be my child? (John 1:12-13)

I am waiting for you. (Luke 15:11-32

Love, Your Dad

Almighty God

Marking the Ages

I am writing this post today in response to a post I read yesterday.

It was a post written by Stuart Perkins, and you can read it here; 1. magic marker

Anyway, it reminded me of a few things.

Like when I grew up, the best gift I could have received, was something to write or color with.

I don’t remember markers; maybe they were too expensive, or maybe they were too PERMANENT!

It could be ink pens, new pencils, or crayons; but in my mind, nothing but nothing could beat the smell of a new box of crayons.

Mom had her own box, and it was forbidden for us to use HER crayons or her ONE coloring book.

It had a bride and a groom on the front.

She had a way of rolling her crayons as she colored that kept them sharp; not flat or broken like ours.

It also made them far more appealing to use than my own.

The second best thing I could receive was that yellow, smooth, wide ruled paper from the school, or what we called back then “manila paper”.

It was art paper and was very coarse, but a delight to draw on.

Thanks to Stuart, these memories came flooding back, with a few more in tow.

My love for writing utensils and paper was passed along to my daughters and as it turns out, my granddaughters as well.

They are always drawing, writing, or coloring, somewhere.

This brings me to my story.

When daughter number one was moving to a new home, it came time to move the kitchen table.

She turned it over to remove the legs, and to her surprise; there were crayon, pencil, pen and yes, marker letters and art covering the bottom of the table!

Instead of anger, she felt endeared that her offspring had felt that was a safe place to leave their art work.

Cleaning it off was never even an idea, because it was like finding buried treasure.

Then a few years later, when daughter number two was moving, to a new home, it came time to move the kitchen table.

To her great surprise, she found the same thing!

There were crayon, pencil, and pen and yes, marker letters and art covering the bottom of her kitchen table also!

Being a lover of writing and art and markers, she thought of it like a time capsule, documenting their innocence and imagination.

What stressed her out was the fact that the SAME GREEN MARKER used on the bottom of her table, was found all the way around the kitchen and down the hall!

Well that was long ago.

The children were very young then; two, three, four, five.

That has turned into thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, and sixteen.

Neither mom has any intent of trading in their tables for new ones.

A bit like archaeology; once uncovered, never forgotten.

“Sacred History” I’d call it.

It warms my heart that neither daughter has any thought of getting rid of those tables; those archives.

Like many things, they will be passed on to the children, as documentation of moments gone by.

I never did check the bottom of my table for treasure – but then I haven’t moved in ages!

Perhaps you should consider checking yours?

Just like in Stuart’s story, it could become a very important part of your very own “Sacred History”.

Do you have any stories like this to share?

Please take a moment to do so in the comments.

——- * Ages may be off – math is hard ——-

See you next time!