I'm a parent... my daughter should know better... she is struggling alone... afraid to ask for help... once again! My help might come in different ways... not always to "bail her out". She might not want to hear what I have to say. She might think she knows best. She might be too tired or discouraged to even call. So, she sits alone, in the dark... forgetting what it's like to hope.
...but I keep calling... trying to re-connect... desperate to remind her that I am there for her... to use me as a resource of love and comfort and strength and wisdom and courage. To help her refocus and not lose sight of the worthy calling which is in her Christ Jesus.
and so it goes...
you see...
The parent here is my heavenly Father... I am His daughter.
"Call to me and I will answer you and tell you great and unsearchable things you do not know."
Jeremiah 33:3
