Land sakes alive, folks...that last one was a short post, wasn't it? In all honesty, I had begun something last night and just wasn't able to get around to finishing it. I must have pressed a button somewhere, and I posted a verse of scripture with nothing else written underneath it. I was interrupted by a fussy child that wanted mamma right there and then. Just to be sure that her crawling on me and squeezing my neck were signs that she wanted to cuddle, I asked her if she wanted mamma...My daughter said in a sweet squeak,"Yes."
My momma heart just melted and the computer was put on the back burner with the heat on low. My child needed me and was letting me know in not so subtle terms that she needed me. A mother's love for a child is mysterious, and at times; overwhelming in its' intensity. I forgot the computer was there for a while, and all I could see was her drooping lower lip and her tears. My lip was drooping, too; and my heart was softened to the consistency of a tub of margarine on top of a hot car.(That was graphic, but you get the point...)
I like to think of the Father's heart being like that melting margarine. John 3:16's
declaration,"For God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have everlasting life" lets the cat out of the bag in terms of His heart towards us. Thank God that He does love us like that.
I also like to think that He does not mind us interrupting His schedule of planetary maintenance for our earthly emergencies. We can crawl to the feet of Jesus whenever we have need of our Father's love and attention. His love is that intense, mysterious;drawing us out of ourselves to yearn for His presence. He IS love, and that love makes all the difference.
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I loved this! Amen. I love the tub of margerine metaphor. Perfect. Touched my heart and my funny bone yet again, girl. Love the title too:)
This one fell out of me this morning as I was supposed to be getting ready for work. I actually wrote it in about 10 minutes. I had to finish by 6:20 so that I could get to work by 7:00.
I am so glad that you enjoyed my offering. I was shooting for a metaphor that gave a solid solid and defined mental image.
Love ya,
Lynne
One more toddler step towards understanding the Father's love for me. I'll be holding on to the knowledge that I have the power, as His child, to turn my Daddy's heart to butter. I love that!
Thanks, Lynn
P.S. I can't seem to post on the front page. I love that poem, it's ethereal and beautiful. Can I please, please have a copy of that and Fish Bites? I promise not to publish them under my name.
Your wish shall be granted, Judy. No problem. I am honored that you would even ask.
I shall get them to you on Sunday.
See you then!
Rock on with your blessed self!
Lynne
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