the love of the father

For I am persuaded that neither death nor life, nor angels nor principalities nor powers, nor things present nor things to come, nor height nor depth, nor any other created thing, shall be able to separate us from the love of God which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.
Romans 8:38 (NKJV

the girl lay on her bed sobbing. her daddy heard her as he walked down the hallway, towards his room. he stopped outside her door, surprised at the intensity behind her sobs. he knocked softly and when he heard her muffled, “come in,” he stepped into the room. “what’s the matter sweetheart?” he asked. between her racked sobs, the father gathered that his little girl had done something that had caused her great pain. he had asked her to drop off some papers the day before at his bank and apparently, in the midst of her busy day, she had forgotten and then to make it worse, she could not find them now. apparently, when cleaning her car at the time that she was to be dropping off the papers, she’d accidentally thrown them away.

“i am so stupid, daddy,” she cried, “you must hate me. i know how important those papers were.”

her father looked at her gently, wrapped her up in his arms and whispered into her ear, “i could never hate you, baby. you are my little girl and I love, love, love you.”

the girl looked at her daddy through her tears, “but you needed those papers at the bank. and I messed up. i am always messing up daddy. i can’t do anything right. i ran the car into a tree last month. i broke mom’s favorite vase last week, and now I’ve ruined this deal for you. i am worthless daddy.”

the father put his fingers over his daughter’s lips and quieted her rant. and with tears in his eyes he said, “sweetheart. you are worth more than all the business deals, all the cars, all the vases, you are my daughter and i love you. i loved you before you were born, i loved you when you were a teeny tiny baby, i loved you when you were a little girl, just starting school, and i will love you with my last breath. there is nothing you could do that would change my love for you.

the smile that spread across the girl’s face lit the room. she hugged her daddy close, wiped her eyes and went down stairs to dinner.

the father bowed his head and thanked God for giving him the words to affirm his little girl. his mind went back to another scene, 40 years earlier. one that didn’t have such a happy ending. the words of his own father still rang through his mind. “you’re no good. you’ll never amount to anything. you’re worthless. you are no son of mine.”

the father bowed his head again, and thanked God for healing the hurt that had once permeated his life, but that now was simply a distant memory. as he prayed, he heard the Lord say to him, “i love love love you my son. there is nothing that could change my love for you.”

the father’s smile lit up his face as he walked down the stairs to dinner.

Father, thank you for a love that surmounts anything we could imagine. Thank you bringing peace into situations that were turmoil and for healing hearts that are hurting.

I love you Jesus.
In Your Name I Pray,

Submitted by:
Joyce Schneider


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