The Little Girl
It's 1956. A precious little girl is sitting by her record player, listening to music, with not a care in the world; her soul is happy because she is surrounded by the sweet and peaceful presence of God, who is lovingly holding her in the palm of His hand. The gently breeze from outside blows the curtains ever so slightly, which adds to the sense of His Spirit. Or is it His Spirit? She lived inside the circle of His love and grace then.
As she grew, she learned of another place to live, and that was the way of the world, where the "should" and "should nots" were. It was a frigid place, fraught with unseen boundaries, which if crossed, slapped her on the face, bringing shame, guilt and fear. There was no other option than to protect and defend herself to survive. But, the longer she lived there, the harder her heart got. "How did I get here?" she thought, "and where is my Father?" She missed Him dearly, but if He was gone, she knew no one would be there for her, so she continued fighting for her life.
For too many years, she stayed there, not knowing how to get free. There was no rest here, because someone or something was always trying to attack her. If there was any respite, she felt uneasy, and so she would attack herself, because it felt so familiar and this existence was the one that now felt like home, sadly.
"Father" she cried out in her soul, frantically. "Why isn't He coming?" she wondered. What she didn't know was He had never left, but she had stopped trusting Him to protect and defend her. She hadn't truly known the love He had for her, for if she had, she would have not wandered in the land of should/should nots, where she was forced to defend and justify herself.
Day after day she tried to make her way, and save her own life, until...................................she couldn't do it anymore. Again, in her agony and pain she softly cried out with tears, "Father?", she said half-way afraid that He wouldn't answer, but willing to stake her life on the possibility that He would. "I am here, child. I've always been here," He answered back gently with assurance, and comfort in His voice.
She immediately threw herself at His feet, sobbing uncontrollably, and immediately felt that same peace, love and rest she had experienced as a child. Her heart was soft again and it felt good to feel, both sorrow and joy! She was back in the circle, covered by His Hand, close to His heart, never to wander again. Today it is 2016, that little girl of the past has been resurrected, but now she is truly "His little girl," and His heart is happy, and her heart is free!!!
And He said, "I tell you the truth, unless you turn around and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven!"-Matt. 18:3.
Jesus answered him, "I am the way, the truth, and the life. No one goes to the Father except through me."-John 14:6
As she grew, she learned of another place to live, and that was the way of the world, where the "should" and "should nots" were. It was a frigid place, fraught with unseen boundaries, which if crossed, slapped her on the face, bringing shame, guilt and fear. There was no other option than to protect and defend herself to survive. But, the longer she lived there, the harder her heart got. "How did I get here?" she thought, "and where is my Father?" She missed Him dearly, but if He was gone, she knew no one would be there for her, so she continued fighting for her life.
For too many years, she stayed there, not knowing how to get free. There was no rest here, because someone or something was always trying to attack her. If there was any respite, she felt uneasy, and so she would attack herself, because it felt so familiar and this existence was the one that now felt like home, sadly.
"Father" she cried out in her soul, frantically. "Why isn't He coming?" she wondered. What she didn't know was He had never left, but she had stopped trusting Him to protect and defend her. She hadn't truly known the love He had for her, for if she had, she would have not wandered in the land of should/should nots, where she was forced to defend and justify herself.
Day after day she tried to make her way, and save her own life, until...................................she couldn't do it anymore. Again, in her agony and pain she softly cried out with tears, "Father?", she said half-way afraid that He wouldn't answer, but willing to stake her life on the possibility that He would. "I am here, child. I've always been here," He answered back gently with assurance, and comfort in His voice.
She immediately threw herself at His feet, sobbing uncontrollably, and immediately felt that same peace, love and rest she had experienced as a child. Her heart was soft again and it felt good to feel, both sorrow and joy! She was back in the circle, covered by His Hand, close to His heart, never to wander again. Today it is 2016, that little girl of the past has been resurrected, but now she is truly "His little girl," and His heart is happy, and her heart is free!!!
And He said, "I tell you the truth, unless you turn around and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven!"-Matt. 18:3.
Jesus answered him, "I am the way, the truth, and the life. No one goes to the Father except through me."-John 14:6
posted by Patti Blount @ 8:57 AM
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