The Father's Arms

I am so glad you stopped by! I want to tell you a great story about a daddy and his daughter, so I thought this would also be a great time to show my gift I made for my daddy. I collaged and painted book covers and bound them with utility rings. Some of you may be thinking what in the world do you do with that? Well, daddy and I write notes to each other a lot and they sit in a box. I thought I would pull them out and put them in this book to make it easier to look at them any time I want. Obviously you could do this with anything, recipes, letters, valentines, the list is endless! Try it!

If you read my last post on Twelve Days, you know I went to the beach for a couple of days with my husband. While we were there we got to enjoy the Seaside 4th of July parade. It was fabulous! The floats are so fun and creative and they always throw candy and beads and sometimes shoot you with water guns. It is a fabulous event. The parade begins at 8:00, but people begin lining the streets about 7:30am. Eddie and I had a great spot right between sweet families with lots of children dressed in red white and blue from head to toe. There was a precious little girl beside us about 6 yrs. old who was eagerly awaiting the parade. She was dancing and waving her bucket(to hold candy) and every now and then would bravely step into the street to see if the parade was on it's way. The longer we waited the bolder she grew moving further and further away from her family.Then out of nowhere this huge bumble bee began to buzz around her relentlessly. She ducked right and left and waved her arms and her bucket, and I'm telling you that bee would not leave her alone. She tried twirling and swinging the bucket and I could see by the size of her eyes that panic was about to set in her sweet little heart. She gave it a few more swings with her bucket and when the bee darted to upwards to dodge the bucket, she took advantage of the situation and ran straight for her daddy. She nestled right up under him like a hand in a glove. She fit perfectly, bucket and all. As I watched her , I thought it was so interesting that once she was snuggled up to her daddy the bee was no longer an issue at all! She did not ask her daddy to save her or tell him to look out for the bee, she did not even look around for the bee herself. She was in her daddy's arms and she was completely safe. She trusted her daddy without question or concern. It was fascinating. One minute she was experiencing complete chaos and the next minute she was resting peacefully in her daddy's arms.

I could not help but compare that scene to my Heavenly Father. It is a perfect illustration  of how our Heavenly Father longs to hold us and protect us. He is our refuge our place of rest. And yet if you're anything like me I fight that bee until I'm absolutely exhausted and then fall into His arms to find rest and peace every time. Why do I wait so long? Why do I fight the bee in my own strength? In Psalm 91 verses 14-16, God promises to deliver me, set me securely on high, when I call He will answer, He will be with me, He will rescue me, and He will satisfy me. That is some kind of promise. So what are we waiting for? Quit fighting that bee and RUN to Him. It's safe there. It's good there!

"He only is my rock and my salvation. My stronghold; I shall not be shaken. Psalm 62:6

Love love love Ruthie