My Daddy’s Embrace

I haven’t had one of those warm embraces for almost a year and a half now.
The last hug he gave me was when I walked through the door the day I arrived home after my week-long cross country journey. I remember him struggling to stand–most of his strength was gone by this point. I remember wanting to cry at seeing him struggle in his body. But I also remember falling into his arms. It was one of the sweetest hugs I’ve ever received from him or given to him.

Over the past couple of months The Lord has been revealing Himself to me as my Daddy. Not just a father. But He is my Daddy. My sweet earthly daddy isn’t here with me any longer. And so The Lord God, He’s been showing me that He’s the ultimate fulfillment of that role.

So the other morning while I was listening for the Lord’s voice, I felt a warm embrace–probably the warmest embrace I’ve ever felt. And all I could do was thank my Daddy for hugging me, for letting me know He was near and He just wanted me to know He loved me. He was there for me in that moment–and that embrace was worth more than a thousand words.